<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065</id><updated>2011-11-01T20:27:34.454-05:00</updated><category term='Christopher Reeves'/><category term='Welsely Snipes'/><category term='Barbara Sheridan'/><category term='The Wild Kratts'/><category term='Relationships'/><category term='Guest Author Interviews'/><category term='Oprah'/><category term='Kelly Harmon'/><category term='encouragement'/><category term='loss'/><category term='Ghosts of Valentine&apos;s Past'/><category term='candles'/><category term='synopsis'/><category term='Martin Luther King'/><category term='NWNW'/><category term='Blood Soup'/><category term='queries'/><category term='summer'/><category term='movie reviews'/><category term='summer fun'/><category term='Dena Celeste'/><category term='Angela Nichelle'/><category term='Book Trailers'/><category term='kids'/><category term='Pochahontas'/><category term='The Cat In The Hat Knows A Lot About That'/><category term='reading'/><category term='Sandra Sookoo'/><category term='Harry Hamlin'/><category term='WordHustler'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='fall'/><category term='Winter Kisses'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='networking'/><category term='Nook'/><category term='Memorial Day'/><category term='Christmas in July'/><category term='Sam Worthington'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='Japan'/><category term='Long and Short Reviews'/><category term='holiday stories'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='writing contracts'/><category term='love'/><category term='encouargement'/><category term='24'/><category term='Motherhood'/><category term='Robert Downey Jr.'/><category term='Kelley Heckart'/><category term='Evanston'/><category term='New Year'/><category term='The Clash of the Titans'/><category term='beach'/><category term='children programming'/><category term='New Year Resolutions'/><category term='change'/><category term='summer crafts'/><category term='Iron Man 2'/><category term='winter'/><category term='Candlelight Romance'/><category term='Blade'/><category term='The Princess and the Frog'/><category term='Target Reading Pledge'/><category term='Ed Williams'/><category term='The Bubble Guppies'/><category term='Cupid&apos;s Arrow'/><category term='Victoria Roder'/><category term='pen names'/><category term='No Wedding No Womb'/><category term='e-reader'/><category term='Spring'/><category term='Long and Short of It'/><category term='heartbreak'/><category term='Gold Canyon'/><category term='Vin Diesel'/><category term='summer vacation'/><category term='Michelle Obama'/><category term='submissions'/><category term='parenting'/><category term='music'/><category term='e-books'/><category term='website'/><category term='Eternal Press'/><category term='Wolverine'/><category term='television'/><category term='e-publishing'/><category term='Christelyn Karazin'/><category term='IL'/><category term='GR Bretz'/><category term='Christian Bale'/><category term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category term='Judi Bowker'/><category term='Huge Jackman'/><category term='poetry'/><category term='Winter Kisses Anthology'/><category term='Angela Nichelle Bradley'/><category term='Haiti'/><category term='AN musings'/><category term='Christette Michelle'/><category term='sweet romance'/><category term='snow'/><category term='A Christmas for Carol'/><category term='writing'/><category term='President Obama'/><category term='superheros'/><category term='Noble Romance Publishing'/><category term='African American Family'/><title type='text'>Poetry, Prose &amp; Print</title><subtitle type='html'>I'm a wife, mother and author and I like to talk about it all! 
Come join me!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-231981326173469638</id><published>2011-11-01T20:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T20:27:34.721-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging in 2012...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_i-Eiq1gSDI/S3hPtxEJ9qI/AAAAAAAAAJU/obvCvyvBgjg/s1600/illustration_updated.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="198" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_i-Eiq1gSDI/S3hPtxEJ9qI/AAAAAAAAAJU/obvCvyvBgjg/s320/illustration_updated.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I shall return to blogging here after the holidays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~AN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-231981326173469638?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/231981326173469638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=231981326173469638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/231981326173469638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/231981326173469638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2011/11/blogging-in-2012.html' title='Blogging in 2012...'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_i-Eiq1gSDI/S3hPtxEJ9qI/AAAAAAAAAJU/obvCvyvBgjg/s72-c/illustration_updated.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-5326365015055674864</id><published>2011-09-27T13:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T13:50:50.795-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouargement'/><title type='text'>Pushing Forward...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5LyCOBiDM84/ToIXe9RLGjI/AAAAAAAAAWY/pSLHNwraufE/s1600/Fall_tree.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5LyCOBiDM84/ToIXe9RLGjI/AAAAAAAAAWY/pSLHNwraufE/s400/Fall_tree.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The leaves are changing colors and my favorite season is finally here. I'm happy for the arrival of fall even more than usual. With summer over, I hope to start to push forward with my life. The changing season reminds me that all of us have to face changes we can't control in our lives.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I can't help but look at the transition of the trees and think of how my own life has changed since losing my mom. I keep replaying the last conversations, moments, laughs...&lt;i&gt;everything &lt;/i&gt;shared between us before she died. I keep wondering if she really, really, REALLY knew how much I loved her, how much she grounded me,&amp;nbsp;encouraged&amp;nbsp;me to be the wife and mother that I am...that I strive to be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;My mom was my best friend. We talked everyday...sometimes several times a day and that's gone now. I told her I loved her whenever we said goodbye, but it still doesn't seem like I said it enough. Experiencing this kind of loss has reshaped my thinking about what's important.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I believe living life to the fullest and loving the ones in your life by being present, emotionally engaged is what matters most. Dealing with loss...choosing to change and adapt to life's heartaches takes time and healing. It's a journey I haven't&amp;nbsp;traveled&amp;nbsp;before, but I'm not walking it alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--f3LMnPWOeY/ToIZ_OZFGQI/AAAAAAAAAWc/VHL_u4n4G-k/s1600/fall_road.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--f3LMnPWOeY/ToIZ_OZFGQI/AAAAAAAAAWc/VHL_u4n4G-k/s400/fall_road.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;~AN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-5326365015055674864?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5326365015055674864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=5326365015055674864&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/5326365015055674864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/5326365015055674864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2011/09/pushing-forward.html' title='Pushing Forward...'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5LyCOBiDM84/ToIXe9RLGjI/AAAAAAAAAWY/pSLHNwraufE/s72-c/Fall_tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-3161838787554743199</id><published>2011-08-25T10:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T10:27:36.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Going On...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ixImoFc5zgM/TlZpe8SqDoI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ntlAHTJZO_M/s1600/Heaven.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ixImoFc5zgM/TlZpe8SqDoI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ntlAHTJZO_M/s400/Heaven.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Losing my mom came as a shock even though I thought I'd prepared myself for losing her. How foolish to think one could prepare for such a loss. It still doesn't seem real. I wake up in the morning and the realization hits me all over again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She'd been battling a life threatening illness for so long...I knew she was getting tired of it all, but I still thought there would be more time. I told her I loved her all the time, but I wished I'd gotten one more time to tell her...to hold her hand...to feel her arms around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mom was also my friend. I talked to her daily and it's so hard not hearing her voice. I know she's gone on to a better place. She's free of pain and free of that body that had become so ravaged by her illness and the medicines she took. I'm selfish. I want her back, even though I know she's finally free...finally whole.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know she'd want my sister and me to go on with our lives. She'd want us to find joy in the things we love. She'd want us to live life abundantly. Somehow, I have to go on. My mom would demand that...if I listen hard enough I almost hear her soft voice encouraging me to do so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Angela Nichelle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-3161838787554743199?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3161838787554743199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=3161838787554743199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/3161838787554743199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/3161838787554743199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2011/08/going-on.html' title='Going On...'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ixImoFc5zgM/TlZpe8SqDoI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ntlAHTJZO_M/s72-c/Heaven.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-6342213075893193213</id><published>2011-08-12T16:15:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T16:15:58.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Loving Memory...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--b2zQaj53Pc/TkWXcyFPbHI/AAAAAAAAAWE/t9vuiZzaxok/s1600/pinkgerbers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--b2zQaj53Pc/TkWXcyFPbHI/AAAAAAAAAWE/t9vuiZzaxok/s400/pinkgerbers.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;In loving memory of my mom...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;You were the best mother a daughter could ever hope for&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and I love you so much.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your strength and your grace will forever guide my footsteps...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-6342213075893193213?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6342213075893193213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=6342213075893193213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/6342213075893193213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/6342213075893193213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2011/08/in-loving-memory.html' title='In Loving Memory...'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--b2zQaj53Pc/TkWXcyFPbHI/AAAAAAAAAWE/t9vuiZzaxok/s72-c/pinkgerbers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-377136492786339592</id><published>2011-07-17T20:32:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T20:35:05.590-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer crafts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><title type='text'>Summer Fun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8sdL7bijU7Q/TiOM8ea8W0I/AAAAAAAAAVs/2DS-H6vNN5Q/s1600/Popsicles.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8sdL7bijU7Q/TiOM8ea8W0I/AAAAAAAAAVs/2DS-H6vNN5Q/s320/Popsicles.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I can't believe how fast this summer is going! Mother Nature has turned up the heat and been a fun challenge trying to think of ways to beat the heat and keep the kiddos outta my hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my favorite three summertime-get-'em-outta-your-hair projects: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Freeze their toys!&lt;/span&gt; My kids love it when I take a random small toy and freeze them in some kid friendly container filled with water. We take the frozen toys outside and they have a blast waiting for the favorite toy to thaw from the ice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Fishing for Ice!&lt;/span&gt; Take a pitcher and fill it with water. Add a few drops of food coloring. Pour the water into your ice tray and freeze. Take the ice cubes outside and fill up the kids sand pails with water, then toss in&amp;nbsp; the colored ice cubes. My kids love to fish them out with their hands or you can buy the little fish wands at the pet store!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Body paint!&lt;/span&gt; Well, not quite. Let me explain. My kids put on their bathing suits and then I let them take &lt;i&gt;Crayola&lt;/i&gt; washable markers and draw on their bodies. Once their body art is finished they get to wash it off through the sprinklers! The marker comes up easily and I finish up the job at bath time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I only trust &lt;i&gt;Crayola&lt;/i&gt; for this, not all washable markers wash off as promised!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do any three of these summertime activities with your kids and I guarantee they'll have some fun and stay cool while their doing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Happy Summer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~AN &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-377136492786339592?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/377136492786339592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=377136492786339592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/377136492786339592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/377136492786339592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2011/07/summer-fun.html' title='Summer Fun!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8sdL7bijU7Q/TiOM8ea8W0I/AAAAAAAAAVs/2DS-H6vNN5Q/s72-c/Popsicles.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-7861871680392202782</id><published>2011-06-18T17:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T17:16:36.910-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><title type='text'>Kid Frenzy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SYrb1A5Kw7k/Tf0jiTlnEbI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/yYBg0JMtgEY/s1600/closedforsummer_color.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SYrb1A5Kw7k/Tf0jiTlnEbI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/yYBg0JMtgEY/s320/closedforsummer_color.gif" width="317" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I survived the first week with my kids out of school! It wasn't even a full week...well, I guess one hour of class on Monday doesn't really count as a full day of school. We've had a blast keeping busy by heading to the movies, the park and library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need to figure out how to balance my writing with summer because by the end of the day I'm done. Kaput! Nothing creative left in me. I hardly wrote over 500 words this week and that's so not me. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, I'll work out a balance next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer + kids = sweet chaos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~AN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-7861871680392202782?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7861871680392202782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=7861871680392202782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/7861871680392202782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/7861871680392202782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2011/06/kid-frenzy.html' title='Kid Frenzy!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SYrb1A5Kw7k/Tf0jiTlnEbI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/yYBg0JMtgEY/s72-c/closedforsummer_color.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-7524644811703194055</id><published>2011-05-31T19:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T19:04:48.081-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><title type='text'>Summer Temps &amp; Summer Colds!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M8HlLj3MA_A/TeWBz_iWtsI/AAAAAAAAAVM/CnzdYp2ZguA/s1600/sun.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M8HlLj3MA_A/TeWBz_iWtsI/AAAAAAAAAVM/CnzdYp2ZguA/s1600/sun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Whew! The long weekend is over and although we had some serious rain, it ended up being a really warm and sunny Memorial Day. It was actually warmer than I like, but after all the cool temps we've been having, I was so happy to see the sun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing like relaxing in the shade with the wind ruffling your hair and clothes. I was so thankful for the time spent with my family this weekend and mindful of families who've lost loved ones in the service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day and each moment we get to spend with our loved ones is a gift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what it is about this time of year that causes those summer colds. I'm looking forward to a nice long sniffle-free stretch, but for now, I'm keeping the Kleenex handy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~AN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-7524644811703194055?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7524644811703194055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=7524644811703194055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/7524644811703194055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/7524644811703194055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2011/05/summer-temps-summer-colds.html' title='Summer Temps &amp; Summer Colds!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M8HlLj3MA_A/TeWBz_iWtsI/AAAAAAAAAVM/CnzdYp2ZguA/s72-c/sun.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-3702309122192043824</id><published>2011-05-28T23:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T23:09:43.932-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><title type='text'>Red, White &amp; Blue...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I salute the brave men and women who serve our country&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and their families this Memorial Day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A special shout out to my cousin serving over seas! I'm proud of you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/PK7xF1RGCQY/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PK7xF1RGCQY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PK7xF1RGCQY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-3702309122192043824?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3702309122192043824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=3702309122192043824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/3702309122192043824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/3702309122192043824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2011/05/red-white-blue.html' title='Red, White &amp; Blue...'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-7655572485919678934</id><published>2011-05-17T21:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T21:31:14.398-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parenting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><title type='text'>Ahhhhh! Summer Break Is Almost Here!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-svHf-mj_lxE/TdMuZ0tjx9I/AAAAAAAAATc/hJVMgReCNWc/s1600/summertime.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-svHf-mj_lxE/TdMuZ0tjx9I/AAAAAAAAATc/hJVMgReCNWc/s320/summertime.jpg" border="0" height="203" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Summer break is almost here! Although, it hardly felt like it today with temps in the fifties. Brrr!!  Still, we're approaching the middle of May and there are only so many weeks left of school. Where did the school year go?? How will I ever survive both of my kids in my hair full-time all summer long? Will I have time to write a single word during the day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hyperventilating* (Taking a few deep breaths...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do this...I have done this. I've just gotta plan activities and keep 'em busy. There's the library, the zoo, the park, the movies...arts and crafts, music lessons and playdates. It'll be fine. The summer will fly by just as fast as the school year did...right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. And in the meantime, I've gotta cherish each and every one of those days leading back to school in August...my babies are growing up fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~AN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-7655572485919678934?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7655572485919678934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=7655572485919678934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/7655572485919678934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/7655572485919678934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2011/05/ahhhhh-summer-break-is-almost-here.html' title='Ahhhhh! Summer Break Is Almost Here!!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-svHf-mj_lxE/TdMuZ0tjx9I/AAAAAAAAATc/hJVMgReCNWc/s72-c/summertime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-4303816565682459339</id><published>2011-05-03T21:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T21:56:39.535-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='President Obama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oprah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='African American Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Michelle Obama'/><title type='text'>Bigger Dreams...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W_lixk97aIk/TcC7_2ltrpI/AAAAAAAAATM/t9Ls1cYB5Xk/s1600/oprah%2526obama.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W_lixk97aIk/TcC7_2ltrpI/AAAAAAAAATM/t9Ls1cYB5Xk/s400/oprah%2526obama.jpg" border="0" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished watching President Obama and his wife, Michelle on &lt;i&gt;Oprah&lt;/i&gt;. No matter what you think about his policies or how he's handling the job of presidency, there's no denying his commitment to this country or his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jQTic6lOpiU/TcC8wwa0loI/AAAAAAAAATQ/5xHeF9trBnM/s1600/obama-family.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jQTic6lOpiU/TcC8wwa0loI/AAAAAAAAATQ/5xHeF9trBnM/s320/obama-family.jpg" border="0" height="214" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;How wonderful it is to see the President with his wife. The two of them obviously connected by their love and commitment to one another. When they look at one another you can &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feel&lt;/span&gt; the undercurrents of love. You can't fake that kind of stuff..well, I guess you can, but it doesn't usually come across as genuine. These two seem to have the real deal relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciated Michelle's candor about how tough marriage came be. I can't imagine the stress of being the first family heaped on top of all the day to day rigors a husband and wife face. Both of them are so devoted to their children. As a parent, I admire them both. I'm thankful for two extraordinary role models for my children and for our youth all over America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle mentioned she's so proud her husband becoming president has been and will be instrumental in getting little boys and girls of color all over the world to believe anything truly is possible in this country. Indeed, young children like my own will never know anything else. Their dreams will be bigger because another barrier was shattered when Barack Obama became president.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QXweiiCIZEM/TcC-RypE6TI/AAAAAAAAATU/DX-QHg6Sesc/s1600/sky%2527s+the+limit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QXweiiCIZEM/TcC-RypE6TI/AAAAAAAAATU/DX-QHg6Sesc/s320/sky%2527s+the+limit.jpg" border="0" height="195" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a child hears, but also &lt;i&gt;sees&lt;/i&gt; any dream is possible with hard work and perseverance the possibilities for their future are brighter, bigger...&lt;i&gt;endless!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~AN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-4303816565682459339?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4303816565682459339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=4303816565682459339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/4303816565682459339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/4303816565682459339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2011/05/bigger-dreams.html' title='Bigger Dreams...'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W_lixk97aIk/TcC7_2ltrpI/AAAAAAAAATM/t9Ls1cYB5Xk/s72-c/oprah%2526obama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-1469403300891711847</id><published>2011-04-13T20:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T20:16:28.218-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AN musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Writing is Like...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NGpwa1sFGu4/TaZKu-wlPtI/AAAAAAAAATE/0tIgRp4b02A/s1600/illustration_updated.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NGpwa1sFGu4/TaZKu-wlPtI/AAAAAAAAATE/0tIgRp4b02A/s400/illustration_updated.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing is like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An old friend. You have great days together. You have not so great days together and there are times you don't speak at all, but your bond can never be broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing is like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful sculpture. Every curve of stone that makes up an entire masterpiece reminds me of the words, sentences, paragraphs grouped together to create a finished work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing is like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your life...a journey that requires growth, change, courage and tenacity to raise above the bumps in the road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing is my touchstone, my own personal playland where anything is possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How cool is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~AN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-1469403300891711847?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1469403300891711847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=1469403300891711847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/1469403300891711847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/1469403300891711847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2011/04/writing-is-like.html' title='Writing is Like...'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NGpwa1sFGu4/TaZKu-wlPtI/AAAAAAAAATE/0tIgRp4b02A/s72-c/illustration_updated.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-2983672463451946827</id><published>2011-03-29T10:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T10:49:18.919-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children programming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Wild Kratts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Bubble Guppies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Cat In The Hat Knows A Lot About That'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><title type='text'>Three New Fabulous Children Programs!</title><content type='html'>We all know television isn't good for kids all the time, but I haven't met a parent yet who hasn't allowed their children some time in front of the tube. I don't think television is harmful to kids as long as they aren't sitting in front of it all day and watching shows like CSI or something just as inappropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many quality choices for children on television I think every parent can find a great show that they approve of and that their kids will also in enjoy. With two young kids, deciding on what to watch when it's TV time can be a challenge. Thank goodness for the following new shows that are a treat for the kids and mommy approved:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tmP4QcnT61g/TZH_LFcoROI/AAAAAAAAASk/bGq5Cf-dfHs/s1600/bubbleguppies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tmP4QcnT61g/TZH_LFcoROI/AAAAAAAAASk/bGq5Cf-dfHs/s1600/bubbleguppies.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1) &lt;b&gt;The Bubble Guppies&lt;/b&gt;~ I love this show! The cartoon is so colorful and the story lines are fun and educational. The show is filled with catchy tunes and my kids like to get up and dance to the music. &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IAxR3jhqP0U/TZH_VR3RV2I/AAAAAAAAASo/X-p4p2TNHVk/s1600/catinthehat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IAxR3jhqP0U/TZH_VR3RV2I/AAAAAAAAASo/X-p4p2TNHVk/s1600/catinthehat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;2) &lt;b&gt;The Cat In The Hat Knows A lot About That!&lt;/b&gt; ~ Martin Short's the perfect quirky guide in this imaginative children's show. Toe-tapping songs and amazing voice talent bring this cartoon to life. I love the animation and the lessons within each episode for my kids.&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4EMaSyt47Q8/TZH_a7BTkYI/AAAAAAAAASs/yMvG5TF1wmU/s1600/wildkratts.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4EMaSyt47Q8/TZH_a7BTkYI/AAAAAAAAASs/yMvG5TF1wmU/s1600/wildkratts.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;3) &lt;b&gt;The Wild Kratts&lt;/b&gt; ~ There are a couple of shows geared towards introducing kids to animals, but &lt;i&gt;The Wild Kratts&lt;/i&gt; bring fresh energy to the concept. These two brothers are fun and it's obvious they love their work. The animated portion of the show really brings the brothers and the animal of the day they're discussing to life. Both of my kids enjoy this show! &lt;br /&gt;It's nice to know there are shows that hit the entertainment and educational mark perfectly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~AN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-2983672463451946827?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2983672463451946827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=2983672463451946827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/2983672463451946827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/2983672463451946827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2011/03/three-new-fabulous-children-programs.html' title='Three New Fabulous Children Programs!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tmP4QcnT61g/TZH_LFcoROI/AAAAAAAAASk/bGq5Cf-dfHs/s72-c/bubbleguppies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-6972278283920294000</id><published>2011-03-16T13:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T13:23:01.723-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AN musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><title type='text'>Take Nothing For Granted...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uMqe-7RrQTY/TYD_XRvT00I/AAAAAAAAASc/RiAulYgByfI/s1600/japan-miyajima.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uMqe-7RrQTY/TYD_XRvT00I/AAAAAAAAASc/RiAulYgByfI/s400/japan-miyajima.jpg" border="0" height="300" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm so happy the weather is finally warming up. There's nothing like warmer temps and a little sunshine to brighten one's mood! The beautiful weather here is like a gift, but I can't help but think of the people in Japan battling the aftermath of Mother Nature at her fiercest. My heart and prayers go out to that nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard for me to concentrate or be creative when such terrible things happen. I feel guilty for enjoying even the simplest pleasures when so many are barely making it through the day. Writing has always been an escape, a wonderful escape that makes me happy...no fulfills me in ways I never expected. Tragedies like the one unfolding in Japan make me pause even more frequently to appreciate the good things in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family is whole, safe and happy...nuts some days, but there's a lot of love to get us over the bumps. We are not suffering for the basics: Shelter, water, food, medicine and love. I wish that were true for every single person on this planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all deserve the basics and so much more. More than anything, I'm realizing to take nothing for granted...cherish the people in your life and appreciate even the tiniest conveniences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~AN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-6972278283920294000?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6972278283920294000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=6972278283920294000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/6972278283920294000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/6972278283920294000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2011/03/take-nothing-for-granted.html' title='Take Nothing For Granted...'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uMqe-7RrQTY/TYD_XRvT00I/AAAAAAAAASc/RiAulYgByfI/s72-c/japan-miyajima.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-6813177252767314148</id><published>2011-02-17T21:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T21:09:15.954-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AN musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><title type='text'>Spring is Coming!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-21lRk5by9gk/TV3hgmn6TiI/AAAAAAAAAR0/-Tyb2MuNXFo/s1600/spring1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-21lRk5by9gk/TV3hgmn6TiI/AAAAAAAAAR0/-Tyb2MuNXFo/s400/spring1.jpg" border="0" height="279" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know it's only middle of February, but today it got up to almost 60 degrees! Do you have any idea how warm that is compared to the frigid temps we've had here in the Windy City? I've got Spring Fever bad. I can't wait to drop the boots in the back of the closet and don a lighter coat. Autumn is my favorite season, but Spring is a very close second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love seeing the stark barren look of winter melt away as Mother Nature awakens once more, turning the Earth green. The colors of spring truly renew one's spirit and I for one can't wait for pleasant weather, sunny days and beautiful butterflies.  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~AN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-6813177252767314148?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6813177252767314148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=6813177252767314148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/6813177252767314148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/6813177252767314148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2011/02/spring-is-coming.html' title='Spring is Coming!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-21lRk5by9gk/TV3hgmn6TiI/AAAAAAAAAR0/-Tyb2MuNXFo/s72-c/spring1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-527405166424236138</id><published>2011-02-12T19:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T19:23:18.221-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><title type='text'>To My Valentine...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a6Qn3fHw3y0/TVcxsU0JscI/AAAAAAAAARw/Hwroh5V3Db8/s1600/Hearts.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a6Qn3fHw3y0/TVcxsU0JscI/AAAAAAAAARw/Hwroh5V3Db8/s320/Hearts.jpg" border="0" height="226" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you more now than when we first met.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;How could we have know what challenges we would face?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The hardships we'd endure...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We've faced them together and I love you for that and for so much more but especially for always making me laugh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you for supporting my dreams...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;for encouraging me to spread my wings and fly.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you for listening...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;for caring and sharing your heart.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You are my Valentine on this special day...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;every day &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love you... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~AN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-527405166424236138?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/527405166424236138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=527405166424236138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/527405166424236138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/527405166424236138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2011/02/to-my-valentine.html' title='To My Valentine...'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a6Qn3fHw3y0/TVcxsU0JscI/AAAAAAAAARw/Hwroh5V3Db8/s72-c/Hearts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-7505859229347042422</id><published>2011-01-31T22:16:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T22:41:29.040-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AN musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Brrrr!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TUeFsLfgcLI/AAAAAAAAARk/SDKMJ5TsFYw/s1600/tropical-beach-wallpaper-1920x1200.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TUeFsLfgcLI/AAAAAAAAARk/SDKMJ5TsFYw/s400/tropical-beach-wallpaper-1920x1200.jpg" border="0" height="250" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;Well, the Windy City is bracing for blizzard like conditions. The snow is suspected to hit in full force tomorrow afternoon, but I just came back from looking out the window and it looks like Mother Nature is getting the party started early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;I said in another post that I don't mind winter and I don't...well, not for the first few weeks anyway. It's okay, I can deal with more snow, especially with so many other crazy things happening all over this planet. But, I'd still like to whine about snow days to look forward to with my kids and the fact that I'm still trying to get rid of this unimaginably tenacious cold which my son now has. Booooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;What's a girl to do? Vacationing now is not in the plans so, I'm listening to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ChillOut on the Beach&lt;/span&gt; and imagining I'm somewhere warm...not super hot...just warm and sunny. With a Mai Tai in my hand and my lap top on my lap. I so want a vacation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;Take a listen and I promise you feel like your on the beach somewhere fabulous too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" class="youtube-player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BOHcYlAtxAg?rel=0" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" frameborder="0" height="390" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;~AN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-7505859229347042422?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7505859229347042422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=7505859229347042422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/7505859229347042422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/7505859229347042422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2011/01/brrrr.html' title='Brrrr!!!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TUeFsLfgcLI/AAAAAAAAARk/SDKMJ5TsFYw/s72-c/tropical-beach-wallpaper-1920x1200.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-6058813615596253029</id><published>2011-01-18T09:47:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T09:51:46.058-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AN musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martin Luther King'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christette Michelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><title type='text'>Love Is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TTW1zUmFPvI/AAAAAAAAARc/tWfvHl5iw0A/s1600/A_Love_for_the_Arts_by_Delacorr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TTW1zUmFPvI/AAAAAAAAARc/tWfvHl5iw0A/s320/A_Love_for_the_Arts_by_Delacorr.jpg" border="0" height="226" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm still trying to get over my cold and my winter blahs. The best way to do that for me besides writing is music. Today's pick, Chrisette Michelle's ballad, &lt;i&gt;Love Is You.&lt;/i&gt; This song is so beautiful with the piano and moving harmonies. Her voice is perfect, unique and heartfelt and the lyrics melt my heart every time I listen to the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Martin Luther King, Jr. Day and I spent the day with my kids thinking the answer to so many of our problems in this world is LOVE. Loving one another is the key to true peace and harmony in all aspects of our lives. When we get to the place when we can appreciate, disagree and still love our fellow man, we will finally have grown as a human race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest lesson I can share with my children is that...to love themselves and those around them even if it's never reciprocated. Not an easy thing to do, but Martin Luther King, Jr., and many others have shown it's not an impossible feat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the lyrics to Christette Michelle's ballad, &lt;i&gt;Love Is You&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What's your definition of it?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;How does it make you feel?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tell me what you say that truly makes it real&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kings and Queens, Philosophers have tried so hard to find&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tell me what it means to you dear, nevermind&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is kind when the world is cold&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love stays strong when the fight gets old&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love's a shoulder to lean on&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love's like the water when the well runs dry&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Quench my thirst, keep me alive&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just need once too baby&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is you, love is you,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is you, love is you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Is it possible, there is a kiss that's so divine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Or am I just a fool, is it all in my mind?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Is there something chemical&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A scientist might say&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well love must be a drug&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;To make me feel this way&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cause love's my permission to be who I am&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;No inhibitions cause you understand&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Freedom to breathe oh baby&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love's like a kiss when the sun goes down&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Holds me tight when no one's around&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love's what I want to hold on to&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is you, Love is you, Love is you,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is you, Love is you,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is you, Love is you,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is kind, it makes me stronger&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't have to look no longer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You're the one I cling to&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;When the chips are down&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love will stick around&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm so glad I found&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;As much as I've tried to clarify&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love's quite simple, he's just my guy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Perfect definition&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is you, love is you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love is you... is you...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/F-C2bNSMa60?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/F-C2bNSMa60?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-6058813615596253029?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6058813615596253029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=6058813615596253029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/6058813615596253029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/6058813615596253029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2011/01/love-is.html' title='Love Is...'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TTW1zUmFPvI/AAAAAAAAARc/tWfvHl5iw0A/s72-c/A_Love_for_the_Arts_by_Delacorr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-823030393961180579</id><published>2011-01-11T13:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T13:23:17.450-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Winter Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.londonrelocationservices.com/blog/tag/hot-toddy-recipe"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TSytSI7uugI/AAAAAAAAARU/Jxzpw0xBcGc/s1600/hot-toddy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's snowing again and it looks so beautiful. I don't really have anything against winter, but this season just makes me feel like pulling up the covers and hibernating until spring. The bears have the right idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow makes it easy to procrastinate about EVERYTHING with my favorite excuses:&lt;br /&gt;"It's too cold..."&lt;br /&gt;"The roads are bad..."&lt;br /&gt;"It's too cold..."  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. It just seems easier to stay indoors with a hot toddy and veg. Writing comes easy for me in the winter. At least the cold seems to heat up my creative side. I've got lots of story ideas...maybe too many. I'm currently in between writing projects because I can't decide which one to focus on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing I don't like about winter is the propensity for colds. I'm pushing the multivitamins and vitamin C, but I'm still sneezing and coughing because those cold germies have already taken hold of my baby girl. *sigh* Where is that hot toddy? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(click the pic for an awesome hot toddy recipe!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~AN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-823030393961180579?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/823030393961180579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=823030393961180579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/823030393961180579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/823030393961180579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2011/01/winter-blues.html' title='Winter Blues'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TSytSI7uugI/AAAAAAAAARU/Jxzpw0xBcGc/s72-c/hot-toddy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-6096957949854278692</id><published>2011-01-04T10:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T10:37:45.685-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year Resolutions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><title type='text'>Resolutions for 2011!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TSNIIsgq26I/AAAAAAAAARE/XmJg2utudyk/s1600/anewyear.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TSNIIsgq26I/AAAAAAAAARE/XmJg2utudyk/s320/anewyear.jpg" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The holidays are over! I enjoyed them, but I wasn't sad to pack up the Christmas tree. I'm embracing 2011 with open arms. January is a special month. Most of us make resolutions for the year and look forward to a fresh start to reach or surpass goals made the following year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my top five resolutions for the New Year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Personal:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Commit to working out. (This one never changes.) Winter makes it tough, but I've got workout tapes just waiting for me to push play. Why is it so hard to want to exercise???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I've never been a big meat eater. Shaved turkey sandwiches are pretty much the extent of my carnivore tendencies...maybe baked chicken breasts. After watching Food Inc. I don't know if I can even eat that. Great film by the way, I think I'll do a post on that soon. Anyway, my resolution is to buy and serve foods with ingredients I recognize and can pronounce. Not and easy feat, just look in your cabinet or freezer. I know fruits and veggies fit the bill, but I can't stay sane with just those foods. It's going to take some work to do this, but I'm determined!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TSNMNC565mI/AAAAAAAAARQ/v8Lntxu7Uac/s1600/Ruby.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 97px; height: 154px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TSNMNC565mI/AAAAAAAAARQ/v8Lntxu7Uac/s200/Ruby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Be more patient with my kids, husband and myself. I going to channel my inner Ruby (from Max &amp;amp; Ruby) and let things that drive me crazy, well, not drive me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Professional:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Submit to two new publishers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Continue to build body of work for my pen name which is going really well, but somehow I've got to find time to finish the WIP's I'm working on as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Angela Nichelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. There's gotta be a better balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are more resolutions, but these five are the most important. I'm not going to stress myself with these goals (refer to picture above), but I am going to make every effort to achieve them. If I succeed, 2011 will be a great year indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~AN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-6096957949854278692?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6096957949854278692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=6096957949854278692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/6096957949854278692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/6096957949854278692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2011/01/resolutions-for-2011.html' title='Resolutions for 2011!!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TSNIIsgq26I/AAAAAAAAARE/XmJg2utudyk/s72-c/anewyear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-2484542941688144636</id><published>2010-12-30T20:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T20:11:36.514-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AN musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>Goodbye 2010, Hello 2011!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://digitalartwork.blogzone.co/" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TR05QoEmS3I/AAAAAAAAARA/41FoPW1yVg0/s400/Happy_New_Year-DigitalArtwork_2-500x338.jpg" border="0" height="270" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I really can't believe how fast this year flew by. Tomorrow is New Year's Eve and I've been thinking about what the highlights of the year have been for me. The first one has gotta be my daughter sleeping through the entire night. She just turned four and I wondered if she'd ever do it consistently for long stretches of time and at the beginning of this year it finally happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wondered if I'd ever say goodbye to pull-ups with her. She wasn't interested in potty training until shew as two and half! The upside...she was potty trained in like a two week time period which was amazing to me. When she was ready to learn she mastered it very quickly. I was worried she'd passed some critical timeline on mastering the potty, but she was just on her own timeline.  So, no more diapers, breast-feeding, pull-ups or inconsistent sleeping for me! Yay! What a milestone in mommyhood! 2010 has been the year I've finally gotten part of my life back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy to see my writing career growing. I've been writing feverishly this year and I'm proud to have published one novella, one novel and contracted two other novels for 2011 under my pen name. I wish I had more time to write, but I'm grateful to have the windows of time that were non-existent before this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 has shown me that the sky is limit to what I can do as long as I &lt;i&gt;believe&lt;/i&gt; I can do it. The old sentiment "&lt;i&gt;believe in yourself&lt;/i&gt;," isn't new, but I think each of us reaches a moment when it really, really, clicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 was a tough year for my family, but it also held a lot of lessons learned. The hard times showed me how much my husband and I laugh to get through the rough patches. This year has shown me that no matter what is going on in your world that sucks, someone else is having a harder time of it. I'll admit knowing that didn't help me from wallowing in self-pity, but I didn't wallow for very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I say goodbye to 2010 with a little sadness (my babies are no longer babies) and welcome 2011 with open arms. May the New Year bring us all many more smiles, love, peace and joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~AN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-2484542941688144636?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2484542941688144636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=2484542941688144636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/2484542941688144636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/2484542941688144636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/12/goodbye-2010-hello-2011.html' title='Goodbye 2010, Hello 2011!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TR05QoEmS3I/AAAAAAAAARA/41FoPW1yVg0/s72-c/Happy_New_Year-DigitalArtwork_2-500x338.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-5646892439128767756</id><published>2010-12-21T10:09:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T19:05:59.356-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dena Celeste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Noble Romance Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kelley Heckart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winter Kisses Anthology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barbara Sheridan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GR Bretz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Flashback Interview With The Authors of Winter Kisses!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Almost a year ago to the day, I posted this interview with the authors of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter Kisses Anthology&lt;/span&gt; available now with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Noble Romance Publishing.&lt;/span&gt; I enjoyed hearing the inspiration behind each story and decided why not share it again?&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy and Happy Holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/SzGkTGbZ58I/AAAAAAAAAHw/OneO2C04UE0/s1600-h/winterkisses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418292474753443778" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/SzGkTGbZ58I/AAAAAAAAAHw/OneO2C04UE0/s400/winterkisses.jpg" style="display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 258px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Candlelight Romance &lt;/span&gt;welcomes the authors of &lt;i style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Noble Romance's&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;first sweet romance holiday anthology,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Winter Kisses&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; I'm pleased to be joined by Barbara Sheridan, Dena Celeste, G.R. Bretz, Kelley Heckart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This book marks the premiere of &lt;i style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Noble Romance's Sweetheart Line&lt;/i&gt; and I'm thrilled to have all of the authors together for an exclusive group interview. We took a moment from the holiday grind to share a little about ourselves and our work within this festive anthology!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Angela:&lt;/span&gt; This is an diverse collection of holiday tales. What was the inspiration behind each of your stories?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Barbara:&lt;/span&gt; I worked in a very old department stores and more than once remembered joking with co-workers about "ghosts &amp;amp; gremlins" misplacing things, etc. And the writerly "what-if?" took it from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dena:&lt;/span&gt; My inspiration was the feeling I get this time of year, when friends and family are gathered around and we eat good food together. The lighting of my menorah is also very special to me, and I get a warm feeling as I say the prayer and think of how my family has been doing this for generations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kelley:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Winter Solstice Kiss&lt;/span&gt; is inspired by my love of the pagan holidays. I started thinking about trying to get through this time of year after losing a husband, all of the memories attached to Christmas ornaments, etc. I decided to have my characters attend a Winter Solstice masquerade ball because I thought that would be cool for a pagan gathering. To add that faery tale element to my story, I made my hero work as a knight for Medieval Times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;G.R.&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; My story was inspired by dreams. Not any particular dream; just the wonder of how real and vivid dreams sometimes are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Angela:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Christmas for Carol&lt;/span&gt; was inspired by the classic, &lt;i&gt;A Christmas Carol&lt;/i&gt;. I've always been fascinated by the idea of someone from the other side coming back to reach a loved one whose lost their way. This is my debut sweet romance release and my first time being part of an anthology! I was excited to be a part of this project and I can't wait to read all of your stories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Barbara:&lt;/span&gt; This is my first with NRP. It was fun. I love seeing how other authors take a central theme then go from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Angela:&lt;/span&gt; I agree. I think &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Winter Kisses&lt;/span&gt; has a little something in it for just about everyone! Dena, is this your first anthology?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dena:&lt;/span&gt; This is, yes! I was very excited about the idea of writing a story to represent my faith as well as exercising my writing skills in a different direction. This is the first time I've written a sweet romance story with no erotic content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Angela:&lt;/span&gt; There's something about the holidays that brings out the sweet romantic in the grumpest scrooge! What about you Kelly, first go for an anthology?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kelley:&lt;/span&gt; No, I have another short story published in an anthology by &lt;i&gt;Freya's Bower&lt;/i&gt; called &lt;i&gt;In the Gloaming: An Anthology of Faerie Stories&lt;/i&gt;. This anthology is based on actual faery lore, from the nice to the most frightening with different heat levels. My story is called &lt;i&gt;The Enchanted Meadow&lt;/i&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Warriors from the Raven clan are sent to guard the king's cattle. They are unprepared for the strange, otherworldly happenings in the new winter grazing land, including nocturnal visits by a beautiful lass. Only their leader, Taran, can save them—if he remembers how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Angela:&lt;/span&gt; Wow! &lt;i&gt;The Enchanted Meadow&lt;/i&gt; sounds like a great read too! Glenn, how about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;G.R.:&lt;/span&gt; This is my second anthology. I had a short story, &lt;i&gt;Gunmetal Blue&lt;/i&gt;, that was in &lt;i&gt;Noble Romance's&lt;/i&gt; western anthology, &lt;i&gt;Cocked and Fully Loaded&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Angela:&lt;/span&gt; When I first heard about the submission call for a sweet romantic holiday story, I wasn't exactly sure what my story was going to be about. It took a few days to hear my muse clearly and then . . . whammo! I was typing furiously to get the story completed. How about you guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Barbara:&lt;/span&gt; This one came together fairly easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dena:&lt;/span&gt; This story came surprisingly easily to me. I made up an outline, and other than a few surprises that my characters gave me, pretty well stuck to it. My muse helped keep that ball rolling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kelley:&lt;/span&gt; Strangely, both of these short stories came easily to me--it was kind of magical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;G.R.:&lt;/span&gt; This story came easier than anything I've ever written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Angela:&lt;/span&gt; I think readers will enjoy &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Christmas for Carol &lt;/span&gt;because it's a story about forgiveness, second chances and loving again after heartbreak! Who can't relate to that? Tell me what you think will draw readers into your stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Barbara:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Christmas Rush&lt;/span&gt; is a fun, romantic read with some paranormal spice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dena:&lt;/span&gt; I think that I brought the family feel of the season, as well as a simmering sensuality between Abigail and Joshua that will definitely keep the readers warm! I was surprised at how easy it was to bring that sensual edge into a sweet story, but it worked and I really enjoyed writing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kelley:&lt;/span&gt; I think &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Winter Solstice Kiss&lt;/span&gt; is a story of loss, but also of new beginnings--that this time of year is for reflection and hope for the new season, and new love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;G.R.:&lt;/span&gt; I think readers will enjoy the surreal tone of the story. It leaves room for individual interpretation. It might be an HEA. It might be a tragedy. It depends on what you take from the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Angela:&lt;/span&gt; Ok, switching gears! Do you all have a favorite holiday song? Mine would have to be &lt;i&gt;The Christmas Song&lt;/i&gt; sung by &lt;i&gt;Nat King Cole&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Barbara:&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;i&gt;Linus &amp;amp; Lucy Theme&lt;/i&gt;" from the &lt;i&gt;Charlie Brown Christmas&lt;/i&gt; special and &lt;i&gt;Carol of the Bells&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dena:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer&lt;/i&gt;! And the &lt;i&gt;Dreidel song&lt;/i&gt;! I actually&lt;br /&gt;reworked that song in a drama class I took one year called the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dreidel's Revenge&lt;/i&gt;, LOL, so I am particularly fond of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kelley:&lt;/span&gt; Believe it or not, &lt;i&gt;O' Holy Night&lt;/i&gt;. I'm not a Christian so it is a strange choice for me, but I love the part, 'Fall on your knees, Oh, hear the angel voices.' It's so ethereal. I love those kind of melodies. I do have some Celtic Christmas songs that are not traditional Christmas songs that I love too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;G.R.:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;Silent Night&lt;/i&gt;. I'm not a religious person, but that song is so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Angela:&lt;/span&gt; Christmas pie or cookies? I'm a sweet potatoe or pumpkin pie girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Barbara:&lt;/span&gt; Cookies. I love small ladylocks with buttery cream filling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dena:&lt;/span&gt; *grins* Well, if someone's going to offer me cookies...I won't refuse! But my favorite food is the potato latke. Chanukah is all about the oil, so potato pancakes with cinnamon sugar sprinkled on them are one of my favorite things to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Angela:&lt;/span&gt; Oooo, yummy! How about you Kelley?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelley: I like anything chocolate. My husband made these peanut butter brownies with chocolate frosting. That was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;G.R.:&lt;/span&gt; I'm a big fan of anything sweet and tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Angela:&lt;/span&gt; All of those treats sound delicious! The New Year is right around the corner. What projects are you all working on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Barbara:&lt;/span&gt; I've been wanting to do a story featuring the son of Inspector Nabeshima from my earlier NRP erotic releases. And there are a couple other ideas nagging at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dena:&lt;/span&gt; I'm working on two paranormal stories, tentatively titled &lt;i&gt;Lady of the Pack&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;The Serpent's Daughter&lt;/i&gt;. I'm hoping to get Lady finished up in the next few months and then focus again on Serpent. I'm very excited about both of them and hope the muse is with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kelley:&lt;/span&gt; I am working on edits for &lt;i&gt;Beltaine's Song&lt;/i&gt;, the second book in my &lt;i&gt;Dark Goddess&lt;/i&gt; trilogy due out in early 2010. It is a Celtic historical romance/fantasy set in Dark Age Scotland. The trilogy revolves around an ancient Greek vampire, an Irish clan, two curses and a vengeful dark goddess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;G.R.:&lt;/span&gt; I just finished the final draft on a fantasy/erotic romance named &lt;i&gt;Trill Song&lt;/i&gt;. It will be released by &lt;i&gt;Noble Romance&lt;/i&gt; sometime next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Angela:&lt;/span&gt; I'm currently working on another sweet romance for Valentine's Day and I've got a hot paranormal novel just about completed. Let's hope 2010 brings all of us more time to write and busy muses! We're just about done here, but I can't let you go without asking if you prefer winter or summer kisses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Barbara:&lt;/span&gt; It's been so long I don't remember :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dena:&lt;/span&gt; Winter kisses! I love it when it's cold and I can get toasty warm from a sizzling kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kelley: &lt;/span&gt;I prefer winter kisses. I love snuggling and kissing in the cold winter to warm up. There is nothing better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;G.R.:&lt;/span&gt; Definitely summer. I moved to south Florida to get away from the winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Angela:&lt;/span&gt; Winter kisses for me hands down! I want to thank each of you for coming on today! May your holidays be sweet and peaceful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Here's where to find out more about today's guest authors:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Barbara:&lt;/span&gt; My website is http://www.barbarasherdian.com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I've been known to lurk about Twitter as BarbaraSheridan and LiveJournal as B_Sheridan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dena:&lt;/span&gt; Well, you can visit me on my website &lt;a href="http://www.denaceleste.com/"&gt;http://www.denaceleste.com/&lt;/a&gt; or&lt;br /&gt;find me under the username denaceleste on Twitter, Facebook and&lt;br /&gt;Myspace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Kelley:&lt;/span&gt; I am all over the web. My website is &lt;a href="http://www.kelleyheckart.com/"&gt;http://www.kelleyheckart.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My blog is &lt;a href="http://www.kelleysrealm.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.kelleysrealm.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am also on Facebook, myspace, twitter and goodreads. These links can be found on my website, I believe on my home page and/or my Links page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;G.R.:&lt;/span&gt; I don't have a website yet. Setting up one will be one of my New Year's Resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Angela:&lt;/span&gt; Find out more about me at &lt;a href="http://www.angelanichelle.com/"&gt;http://www.angela-nichelle.com/&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Get your copy of Winter Kisses &lt;a href="https://www.nobleromance.com/ItemDisplay.aspx?i=86"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter Kisses Blurbs:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Winter Solstice Kiss &lt;/span&gt;by Kelley Heckart:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:white;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;When Brianna decides to attend the Winter solstice masquerade ball, she never thought she would end up kissing a handsome knight beneath the mistletoe, but they part without exchanging names and phone numbers. How will they find each other again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Christmas for Carol&lt;/span&gt; by Angela Nichelle:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Imagine losing the love of your life right before Christmas. It's a nightmare Carol Christine Moore had to face two years ago. Unable to cope with the pain of losing her fiancé so unexpectedly, Carol closes off her heart entirely. She puts all of her time and energy into making the coffee shop she owns with her best friend a success. Consumed with customers and the daily grind, Carol has convinced herself that she doesn't need anything or anyone else in her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all that changes the day Grant walks into the Cafe Bean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love in the Lights &lt;/span&gt;by Dena Celeste:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Abigail Bloch has been away at school for the last few years. Returning to her mother’s home renews her interest and need for the Jewish traditions. Unfortunately, the man who had been her best friend growing up, Joshua Cohen, gives her a chilly reception. Over the course of Chanukah, a time filled with food and family and friendship, the growing number of flames must melt away the hostility and illuminate the love that can grow between them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Schrödinger Christmas &lt;/span&gt;– Holly by G. R. Bretz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;She’s the girl who lives in his dreams, but she’s so much more than that. She’s the girl he was supposed to meet, twice. She’s the path he didn’t take, twice. That was forty years ago and you just can’t go back, except in dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it’s Christmas day. Miracles have been known to happen. Who knows? The third time just might be the charm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Christmas Rush&lt;/span&gt; by Barbara Sheridan:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ellie Bouchard died just after formulating a plan to see that her only child Remy would be reunited with the one person he was too stubborn to acknowledge as “The One”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Determined to see her plan through, Ellie will do whatever it takes—including heavenly blackmail and a few sneaky tricks—to see her son reunited with his childhood companion, Michael Carson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.nobleromance.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-5646892439128767756?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5646892439128767756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=5646892439128767756&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/5646892439128767756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/5646892439128767756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/12/winter-kisses-authors.html' title='Flashback Interview With The Authors of Winter Kisses!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/SzGkTGbZ58I/AAAAAAAAAHw/OneO2C04UE0/s72-c/winterkisses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-846667362344436396</id><published>2010-12-16T14:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T14:59:53.530-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AN musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><title type='text'>It's My Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TQp7r9hWcaI/AAAAAAAAAP4/fdOtu1750Gw/s1600/cupcake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="182" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TQp7r9hWcaI/AAAAAAAAAP4/fdOtu1750Gw/s200/cupcake.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today's my birthday! I'm so thankful for seeing another year. I'm thankful for my family, friends and so many other little things I never want to take for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like my health. I'm laying on the couch as I write this with a cold that has me feeling icky. I've got a crazy cough that will not stop! Not the best way to celebrate a birthday, but I'm still going to celebrate with a glass of Theraflu and a nice long nap! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe my age, but my body likes to remind that I'm not the spring chicken I once was. Still, I'm so thankful for my knee that squeaks and the last ten or twenty pounds I've been trying to get off since Kai was born.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also just celebrated her fourth birthday! Her due date was my actual birthday, but I had her on the 8th. I will never forget being in the hospital with her when she was born and I'm looking forward to celebrating our birthdays together when she is much older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is only nine days away! I'm excited for my kids and looking forward to wrapping presents and indulging in good food, laughs and of course drinks! My only prayer is that everyone would experience the same joy and happiness I'm truly grateful for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~AN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-846667362344436396?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/846667362344436396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=846667362344436396&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/846667362344436396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/846667362344436396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-my-birthday.html' title='It&apos;s My Birthday!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TQp7r9hWcaI/AAAAAAAAAP4/fdOtu1750Gw/s72-c/cupcake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-7107015188965742053</id><published>2010-12-01T23:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T23:19:28.852-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Take A Deep Breath!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TPcr7jOhVnI/AAAAAAAAAP0/LkHDqdwXi3A/s1600/asnowman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TPcr7jOhVnI/AAAAAAAAAP0/LkHDqdwXi3A/s200/asnowman.jpg" border="0" height="200" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I don't know about you but I'm glad Turkey day is over! I enjoyed the time with my family, but I'm exhausted. I wasn't 100% happy with my Thanksgiving dinner which is a drag, but at least no one walked away from the table hungry. I can say my no-bake cheesecake was wonderful! Too bad it's all gone. I might have to make it again for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first snow flurries of the season fell today along with the temperature. Ole man winter is already unpacking his things, preparing to stay awhile. Brrr!!! I don't like a lot of snow, but I love it when it first falls. It looks so beautiful on the trees and fluttering in the breeze like a shaken snow globe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to putting up the Christmas tree. The kids are so excited and their excitement has reinvigorated the festive wonderment that can only be experienced as a child and appreciated as an adult. We're getting a real tree this year. I haven't had one since I was a child. I don't like the idea of using a tree only for a holiday, but the place we're getting it from only sells trees that have been replaced with a new little tree to grow in its place. That makes me feel a little better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, there's nothing like the smell of a freshly cut tree and I can't wait! By the end of this upcoming weekend, our home will be decked out for Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~AN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-7107015188965742053?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7107015188965742053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=7107015188965742053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/7107015188965742053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/7107015188965742053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/12/take-deep-breath.html' title='Take A Deep Breath!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TPcr7jOhVnI/AAAAAAAAAP0/LkHDqdwXi3A/s72-c/asnowman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-883147013874889216</id><published>2010-11-23T19:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T19:28:31.281-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gold Canyon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Evanston'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Candlelight Romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle Bradley'/><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, the holiday craze has officially begun! I've got my menu settled for Thanksgiving, but I still have to pick up a few items to complete my meal. Housework isn't done, but when is it ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been a challenging year in a lot of ways, so I'm glad to see the turkey day approaching which means Christmas and the New Year is right around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;Come on 2011! I know, I know, let's just get through Thanksgiving. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't let the holiday pass without giving thanks for my husband and children. Being a part of their lives has given me a joy I never expected. I'm thankful for my parents and other family and friends who share their lives with me. I'm thankful for food on the table and contracted stories!!  And, I'm thankful for egg nog martinis. lol  Seriously, they are sooooo good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've turned on my Pumpkin Pie pod warmer and now I'm enjoying the smell of this holiday dessert favorite filling my home! No wicks, no fuss, just pure indulgence! I truly hope this Thanksgiving find you healthy and happy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="www.mygc.com/candlelightromance" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TOxppONxJ-I/AAAAAAAAAPw/2MYNwMKeaoo/s320/Pg12_Podwarmers.jpg" border="0" height="214" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Want your own Pumpkin Pie pod warmer for the holidays?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;go to: &lt;a href="www.mygc.com/candlelightromance"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;www.mygc.com/candlelightromance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~AN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-883147013874889216?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/883147013874889216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=883147013874889216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/883147013874889216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/883147013874889216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TOxppONxJ-I/AAAAAAAAAPw/2MYNwMKeaoo/s72-c/Pg12_Podwarmers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-326469485845886279</id><published>2010-11-11T20:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T20:58:36.884-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Noble Romance Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gold Canyon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='candles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle Bradley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Candlelight Romance!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mygc.com/candlelightromance" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TNysPSYZE6I/AAAAAAAAAPs/womLU4qGng0/s320/gcPg30_Bella.jpg" border="0" height="235" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am officially a &lt;i&gt;Gold Canyon® Independent Demonstrator!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always enjoyed candles. The flickering flames add ambiance to any room and I find them so relaxing. My favorite candles permeate the room with a fragrant aroma that evokes memories or inspire new ones. When my aunt introduced me to &lt;i&gt;Gold Canyon&lt;/i&gt; I fell in love! &lt;i&gt;Gold Canyon &lt;/i&gt;candles are incredible! There is a scent to go with every occasion, to set any mood or create one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My auntie encouraged me to branch out with my own &lt;i&gt;Gold Canyon&lt;/i&gt; business but I hesitated, uncertain I could make a go of it. If there is one thing this year has taught me is that anything can be possible if you're willing to try...no strive towards your own personal goals. I never would've imagined I would've sold stories to two publishers, but I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After pushing away from all doubts, I decided to go forward. The decision to start my own business with &lt;i&gt;Gold Canyon&lt;/i&gt; was a go. I decided to name my business &lt;i&gt;Candlelight Romance&lt;/i&gt;. Who doesn't love candles and romance? The two are a HUGE part of my life...the name is perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you believe in something it's easy to put your whole heart into it and that's how I feel about &lt;i&gt;Gold Canyon&lt;/i&gt;. Their products are top of the line, &lt;i&gt;The World's Finest®&lt;/i&gt;. These candles last and last, melt all the way down to the bottom with no black sooty residue. The wax burns cool and burns longer than any of the competition and I've tried them all. Haven't heard of &lt;i&gt;Gold Canyon?&lt;/i&gt; Check out my website or contact me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="www.mygc.com/candlelightromance"&gt;www.mygc.com/candlelightromance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-326469485845886279?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/326469485845886279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=326469485845886279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/326469485845886279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/326469485845886279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/11/candlelight-romance.html' title='Candlelight Romance!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TNysPSYZE6I/AAAAAAAAAPs/womLU4qGng0/s72-c/gcPg30_Bella.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-8475378446003165408</id><published>2010-10-28T22:45:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T00:15:31.493-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AN musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Judi Bowker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Hamlin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Clash of the Titans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sam Worthington'/><title type='text'>Top Five Reasons the Orignial Clash of the Titans is Better Than the Remake!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TMpDIWtn2lI/AAAAAAAAAPc/RIJJ7KanCkw/s1600/calibos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TMpDIWtn2lI/AAAAAAAAAPc/RIJJ7KanCkw/s1600/calibos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clash of the Titans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is one of the movies I remember seeing as a child and it stuck with me. I believe it sparked my interest in Greek mythology which I still love to this day. I recently saw the remake and although the special effects were better, I left the movie disappointed by the lack of story, the lack of heart. Here are my top five reasons you should see the original before viewing the remake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. More mythology&lt;/span&gt;- The original shares so much more of the real mythology within the movie. When you finish watching the first one you'll have a basic understanding about some of the more famous myths the Greeks told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Calibos&lt;/span&gt;- A worthy opponent for the handsome Prince Perseus and a great actor. And what incredible makeup for 1981. Wow! I can't believe this movie was made almost thirty years ago?!! I'm getting old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Harry Hamlin&lt;/span&gt;- He may not be as sexy as Sam Worthington, but he's a much better actor. I felt his passion to save Andromeda. He wasn't all brawn and muscle, he exhibited a heart worthy of his princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. The Kraken&lt;/span&gt;- I'm sorry, but when I saw that sea monster come up from the frothy waves I was really afraid. Ok, I was 11, but still, it was moment of movie magic...CGI be damned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. The Love Story&lt;/span&gt;- In the remake, I didn't feel the love between Perseus and Andromeda. In the orignal, it's hard to miss. Andromeda, played by Judi Bowker is radiant in her gentleness and virginal love for her demi-god savior. I held my breath wondering if Perseus would reach her in time to destory the Kraken. I also loved how she didn't scream. Not when they led her up to her would be death, not when the monstrous sea creature erupted from the sea! Now that's something. Plus, the theme song is so majestic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, the orginal 1981 version of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clash of the Titans &lt;/span&gt;is a much better story with characters you can believe in and root for until the very end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"RELEASE THE KRAKEN!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~NG&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TMpSNwbknUI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2bpzA68ee7o/s1600/MedusaFilm2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533325488470400322" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TMpSNwbknUI/AAAAAAAAAPg/2bpzA68ee7o/s400/MedusaFilm2.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 299px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 326px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-8475378446003165408?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/8475378446003165408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=8475378446003165408&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/8475378446003165408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/8475378446003165408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/10/top-five-reasons-orignial-clash-of.html' title='Top Five Reasons the Orignial Clash of the Titans is Better Than the Remake!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TMpDIWtn2lI/AAAAAAAAAPc/RIJJ7KanCkw/s72-c/calibos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-8915313179502127842</id><published>2010-10-11T13:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T13:10:06.604-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AN musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Top Five Reasons I Love Fall!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/profile/kgreggain" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TLNRieIwMlI/AAAAAAAAAPE/SwXly3KkebA/s320/a+fall2.jpg" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is the time of year I always love when the year begins to wind down and most of us start looking forward to the holidays right around the corner. There's nothing like watching the leaves fall from the leaves like rain or hearing the sound of them crunching under feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the colors of this season! I love the wild mix of warm and cold days. This past weekend it was in the eighties! Today, it's going to hit just below eighty too, but then it's going to cool down. That's fine with me too. I've already pulled out my favorite hoodies and sweaters! Ok, I digress. Here's my top five reasons for loving fall:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Apple Cider&lt;/span&gt; - Mmm...I can't wait to have a warm mug of it tonight.&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Honey Crisp Apples&lt;/span&gt; - seriously, if you haven't had one, you haven't had a really apple yet!&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Decorating&lt;/span&gt; for fall/Halloween&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Weather&lt;/span&gt; - usually moderate temps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;Sharing the increasing excitement for the upcoming holidays with my kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to enjoy every day because I know snow is right around the corner. *sigh* I'm so not looking forward to that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~AN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-8915313179502127842?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/8915313179502127842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=8915313179502127842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/8915313179502127842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/8915313179502127842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/10/top-five-reasons-i-love-fall.html' title='Top Five Reasons I Love Fall!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TLNRieIwMlI/AAAAAAAAAPE/SwXly3KkebA/s72-c/a+fall2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-5220022885160182906</id><published>2010-09-27T15:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T15:42:41.415-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AN musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Target Reading Pledge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><title type='text'>Take the Target Pledge!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;" align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TKEA3dt8yaI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Y_Y56p7uuME/s320/booklove.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" border="0" height="213" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;photo by &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/profile/bizior"&gt;bizior&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TKEA3dt8yaI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Y_Y56p7uuME/s1600/booklove.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Reading has always been a great escape for me. I remember going to the library as a child and being so excited about picking out new books. I loved Sweet Valley High, Nancy Drew and many more. When you read to a child you spark their imagination! I believe every child should be exposed to the wonderful world of reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Target has pledged to donate a book for every adult who pledges to read 15 minutes a day to a child in their lives, giving me one more reason to love this store!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Take the Target pledge with me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Find out how here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://reading.target.com/pledge/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://reading.target.com/pledge/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~AN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-5220022885160182906?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5220022885160182906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=5220022885160182906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/5220022885160182906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/5220022885160182906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/09/take-target-pledge.html' title='Take the Target Pledge!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TKEA3dt8yaI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Y_Y56p7uuME/s72-c/booklove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-5755339057802483790</id><published>2010-09-22T00:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T00:32:03.725-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christelyn Karazin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='African American Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle Bradley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NWNW'/><title type='text'>A Call to A.R.M.S.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TJmTl5WAsMI/AAAAAAAAAO0/LQLZLpQSY0w/s1600/family_sign_symbol_black_clip_art_9221.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TJmTl5WAsMI/AAAAAAAAAO0/LQLZLpQSY0w/s320/family_sign_symbol_black_clip_art_9221.jpg" border="0" height="230" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The structure of the African American family is in crisis. Over seventy-two percent of our children are growing up in single parent homes. More than half of our children grow up without the nurturing and guidance of a father. Sadly, this growing epidemic of broken homes, unwed pregnancies and non-existent fathers is expected and accepted as the norm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can no longer sit back and continue to watch the crumbling foundation of the family unit which has affected every aspect of our community. We must sound a battle cry; a call to &lt;b&gt;A.R.M.S.&lt;/b&gt;, if we intend to save what should be most dear: Our families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first step to working on this multi-layered problem is to &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;admit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; a problem exists within the African American community because of the structural collapse of our families. The psychological, emotional, and financial benefits of children raised within a stable loving two parent home environment have been well documented. This is not a slam against single parenting. So many single parents work hard to raise and provide for their children, but kids benefit from having both mom and dad in the home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving committed parents serve as positive role models for our children. How can we expect our young boys to grow up, respect, honor, love and marry a woman when so many have never witnessed such behavior themselves? How can we expect our sons to respect and revere the responsibility of supporting his family when all he sees is a mother who works?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can we expect our young girls to grow up, respect, honor,  and love themselves and accept nothing less from a man when so many have witnessed their mother's doing whatever it takes and accepting any behavior a man doles out? How can we expect our daughters to understand the partnership of a loving relationship or marriage without one modeled?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way too many of our youth do not appreciate or recognize healthy loving relationships, let alone marriages. Sadly, sex and intimacy in today's generation does not require either one. Somehow, we've got to &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;restore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; the sanctity of sex and the purpose and respect of relationships/marriage. No small feat, I realize and I don't have a perfect solution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do believe&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; modeling &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;healthy behaviors and relationships is the most effective way to impact our youth whether you are single, married or divorced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the statistics are bleak, there are many strong, healthy, loving African American families in America. There are even more individuals wanting to see a change from the growing trend of broken homes. All of us dedicated to stopping this crisis must be willing to &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;speak out&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; against unwed pregnancies and fathers abandoning their children. We must make it our duty to educate, mentor and support the young people in our lives whether they are family or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are no easy answers to quickly solve this gaping wound bleeding the lifeblood from our community. We must stop pointing fingers, assigning blame and passing judgment and admit a great majority of our children are at a disadvantage emotionally and financially as a result of unwed pregnancies and absent fathers. We must work to restore the sacredness of sex within a loving, committed healthy marriage and model these behaviors for our youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say salvaging the African American family is hopeless, but we are a people capable of holding onto hope in the darkest of times. Our history has proven when we lift our voices together we can affect change. Now is the time to sound the battle cry, a call to arms to save the crumbling foundation of our culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Angela Nichelle Bradley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noweddingnowomb.com/"&gt;www.noweddingnowomb.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-5755339057802483790?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5755339057802483790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=5755339057802483790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/5755339057802483790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/5755339057802483790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/09/call-to-arms.html' title='A Call to A.R.M.S.'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TJmTl5WAsMI/AAAAAAAAAO0/LQLZLpQSY0w/s72-c/family_sign_symbol_black_clip_art_9221.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-7456330527109728325</id><published>2010-09-18T10:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T10:51:45.492-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No Wedding No Womb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christelyn Karazin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle Bradley'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NWNW'/><title type='text'>No Wedding No Womb Launch Campaign PSA</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/14982341" frameborder="0" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/14982341"&gt;No Wedding, No Womb Launch Campaign PSA - &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/14982341"&gt;September 22, 2010&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/couragenetwork"&gt;Courage Network&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Founded by &lt;a href="http://www.beyondblackandwhite.com"&gt;Christelyn Karazin&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://noweddingnowomb.com"&gt;No Wedding, No Womb&lt;/a&gt; is a new initiative  that will be used to help empower African American women to take  responsibility for their bodies and say no to unwanted pregnancies  through education and awareness.  Broken homes contributes to many  social epidemics including domestic violence.  The campaign will help  address many social issues, particularly in the African American  community.  The campaign launches September 22, 2010 with the support of  approximately 100 bloggers across the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.noweddingnowomb.com/"&gt;www.noweddingnowomb.com            &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm excited and honored to be one of the 100 bloggers taking part in this online movement to speak out about this crisis affecting African American children. Look for my written contribution on September 22nd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~Angela Nichelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-7456330527109728325?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7456330527109728325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=7456330527109728325&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/7456330527109728325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/7456330527109728325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/09/no-wedding-no-womb-launch-campaign-psa.html' title='No Wedding No Womb Launch Campaign PSA'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-3397619714047064198</id><published>2010-08-31T11:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T11:40:14.327-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><title type='text'>Transitions...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TH0umZ0YElI/AAAAAAAAAOs/GaV1YSRdFbM/s1600/earlyfall.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TH0umZ0YElI/AAAAAAAAAOs/GaV1YSRdFbM/s320/earlyfall.jpg" border="0" height="212" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;August is just about over and I really don't know where the summer went, but it's disappearing fast. Autumn is my favorite time of year though, so I'm looking forward to the heat wave coming to an end. I'm sure that's still a few weeks off, but I've already seen some yellow-hued leaves on the trees. There's so much going on with both of my kids heading off to school, I'm dragging behind in everything it seems. I know things will settle into a comfortable pattern in a few weeks. I've just gotta keep my sanity until then. Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~AN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-3397619714047064198?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3397619714047064198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=3397619714047064198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/3397619714047064198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/3397619714047064198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/08/transitions.html' title='Transitions...'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TH0umZ0YElI/AAAAAAAAAOs/GaV1YSRdFbM/s72-c/earlyfall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-3546845525531609003</id><published>2010-08-22T00:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T00:03:13.992-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='networking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Friends in Cyberspace!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/THCt5fXFFrI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1P5Vg_eO91o/s1600/anetwork.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/THCt5fXFFrI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1P5Vg_eO91o/s320/anetwork.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(photo by &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/profile/clix"&gt;clix&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;I'm a bit of a loner. I think a lot of writers are, but as an author I force myself to reach out. To make contacts and maintain a visible profile on various social media outlets. I used to fret about what to say or share, until I realized every single post or tweet doesn't have to be profound. It just has to be me. Simple right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it has gotten easier and now I appreciate networking. I'm actually GLAD to be a part of internet social circles. When I first joined these sites, I never expected to make new friends. I may never meet some of them face to face...hell, I may not ever SEE their face, but that doesn't matter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;Call me crazy, but I'm thankful for my internet buds that have encouraged me, offered suggestions on my WIP's and listened to my frustrations as a writer. I hope I've been as helpful to them as they've been to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys know who you are, thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~AN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-3546845525531609003?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3546845525531609003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=3546845525531609003&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/3546845525531609003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/3546845525531609003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/08/friends-in-cyberspace.html' title='Friends in Cyberspace!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/THCt5fXFFrI/AAAAAAAAAOY/1P5Vg_eO91o/s72-c/anetwork.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-9177443940293147109</id><published>2010-08-06T21:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T21:45:34.661-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='e-publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='e-books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='e-reader'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reading'/><title type='text'>I'm Hooked on my Nook!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TFzE88lSakI/AAAAAAAAAN0/IZw0HonKsFI/s1600/nook_frontview_540x720.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TFzE88lSakI/AAAAAAAAAN0/IZw0HonKsFI/s320/nook_frontview_540x720.jpg" border="0" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm an avid reader. I simply adore reading books. Love stories, horror, thriller, fantasy, paranormal, sci-fi, chick-lit...OK, you get the idea. I love holding paperback books in my hand, touching the glossy cover, flipping through the pages as slip into my latest literary escape. So, I'll admit I was a little skeptical on just HOW much I would enjoy using an e-reader. I questioned whether I really needed to buy one. I told myself, I didn't really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;need &lt;/span&gt;one, but I still &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wanted &lt;/span&gt;one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an author of e-books, I decided I had to at least be aware of the technology I'm expecting my readers to use to enjoy my stories. So, I researched them all. My husband was convinced I should get the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ipad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful device. So many apps and endless possibilities, but I didn't want a multitude of apps or possibilities. I simply wanted the very best e-reader for my needs...or wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ipad&lt;/span&gt; e-reader display was just like reading on my computer. Definitely, not what I wanted since I stare at the computer screen all night. Although, beautiful and useful to many around the world, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ipad&lt;/span&gt; was not for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kindle &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nook.&lt;/span&gt; Both devices have e-ink. I liked the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kindle &lt;/span&gt;display, but when I held the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Nook&lt;/span&gt; in my hands, I fell in love. The colored screen at the bottom, the ease of use and beautiful design won me over. I was in the middle of reading a paperback book when my husband surprised me with my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nook&lt;/span&gt; for our anniversary and I haven't been back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already read over 5 e-books that I've been planning to get to on my computer whenever I had a free moment from writing. A free moment to do nothing, but simply read. Those rare moments hardly happened and now I'm so excited to have a device that is easy and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fun &lt;/span&gt;to use. The screen is so clear it's like reading a book. Except this e-reader can bookmark, enlarge font and remember the spot I last stop reading automatically!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe e-books are going to continue to explode in the marketplace and with readers around the world. If you haven't looked at e-reader, you should. I'm not sure I'll ever buy a paperback book again. I'm saving trees and discovering new and old authors all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~AN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-9177443940293147109?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/9177443940293147109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=9177443940293147109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/9177443940293147109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/9177443940293147109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-hooked-on-my-nook.html' title='I&apos;m Hooked on my Nook!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TFzE88lSakI/AAAAAAAAAN0/IZw0HonKsFI/s72-c/nook_frontview_540x720.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-9214554987943515512</id><published>2010-08-01T20:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T20:57:37.748-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AN musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submissions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>From the Beginning to The End...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TFYkAOc9-7I/AAAAAAAAANw/ph8MYhtP_DY/s1600/the+end.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TFYkAOc9-7I/AAAAAAAAANw/ph8MYhtP_DY/s320/the+end.jpg" border="0" height="161" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The End&lt;/span&gt;,"&lt;/span&gt; there's nothing like writing those two words at the end of  a story. After months of writing, plotting, editing and re-editing a  WIP, it's such a relief to finally be done. And yet, I always feel a  little lost after I've submitted the work. It's hard letting go of the  characters that have consumed your world for so many months. I've  taken almost a week off from writing and now I'm ready to start my next  story. I'm looking forward to immersing myself in my current project. I  need the creative distraction as I await word from the publisher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,  I just have to decide which story to tell. I've got several tempting  ideas. I think I'll let the characters in my head duke it out. The  loudest heroine's voice wins! I will set up a very brief plot outline  and dig in. I love the slight uncertainty of how the book will shift and  change as the story unfolds while I write. Most of all I just love  being creative. I'm so happy I've found another way to express myself  and my passion for, well, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;passion&lt;/span&gt;, love and romance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~AN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(photo courtesy of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/profile/hisks"&gt;Kriss Szkurlatowski)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-9214554987943515512?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/9214554987943515512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=9214554987943515512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/9214554987943515512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/9214554987943515512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/08/from-beginning-to-end.html' title='From the Beginning to The End...'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TFYkAOc9-7I/AAAAAAAAANw/ph8MYhtP_DY/s72-c/the+end.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-993459170081750719</id><published>2010-07-22T20:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T20:31:08.703-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heartbreak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Love Unrealized by Angela Nichelle Bradley</title><content type='html'>&lt;table class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TEjvD0V1bAI/AAAAAAAAANs/vdiB0FZw0oQ/s1600/aheartbreak.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TEjvD0V1bAI/AAAAAAAAANs/vdiB0FZw0oQ/s320/aheartbreak.jpg" border="0" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;photo by &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/profile/nyuszika"&gt;Nyuszika&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;When you look at me&lt;br /&gt;I want you to see&lt;br /&gt;the beautiful woman&lt;br /&gt;you once had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman who gave you&lt;br /&gt;all she had to offer of herself&lt;br /&gt;and more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you look at me&lt;br /&gt;I want you to see the body&lt;br /&gt;you held in your embrace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An embrace that forever changed my world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you look at me I want you to see the tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiding behind my eyelids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tears are for me and my pain but they should be for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lost my love without realizing you were loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See me -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See me walk away from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Dedicated to a very special friend~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-993459170081750719?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/993459170081750719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=993459170081750719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/993459170081750719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/993459170081750719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/07/love-unrealized-by-angela-nichelle.html' title='Love Unrealized by Angela Nichelle Bradley'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TEjvD0V1bAI/AAAAAAAAANs/vdiB0FZw0oQ/s72-c/aheartbreak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-1038266948272379797</id><published>2010-07-06T22:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T23:16:46.240-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sweet romance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Noble Romance Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winter Kisses Anthology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas in July'/><title type='text'>Christmas in July!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't believe how fast this year is flying by! We're half way through 2010! What a year it has been for me as a mom, wife and writer! I still can't believe my son will be  going to Kindergarten in the fall and my daughter will head off to preschool. My babes are growing up fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July is a special month! I'm looking forward to celebrating my sixth wedding anniversary with my husband on the 11th! I love him more now than I did when we first married. I think the love grows stronger and deeper as the years past. All of our experiences together whether good or challenging have tempered the love between us. My husband is truly my champion when it comes to my writing and I can't express how much that means to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd celebrate Christmas in July with an excerpt from my holiday story,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;A Christmas for Carol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;which can be found in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Noble Romance's Winter Kisses Anthology.&lt;/span&gt; This sweet short story flowed like magic when I was writing it and I think it captures the essence of the holiday season. 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Something I've never felt before with any woman and I know you feel it, too."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Carol loosened her scarf, still frazzled from his kiss and her own chaotic emotions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;“I know we’ve only been on one date—“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;“Three.” Carol corrected him, blushing when she saw the triumphant look on his face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“I know. I was just checking to see if you were counting our lunch dates. I feel like I already know so much about you and I still want to spend more time with you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Carol shook her head. “We hardly know each other.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grant looked at her. “That's not true. I know you're a morning person. I know you like cream and sugar in your coffee. I know you like to wear the color yellow. I know you don't like to wear a lot of make-up. I know you obsess over tiny details at your job. I know you like to laugh. I know holiday music makes you crazy.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Carol looked at him in shock until she couldn't see him because of the tears in her eyes again. “Stop. Stop!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grant grabbed her hand. “I can't, because I want to know more. I know you've been through something tragic and life changing. I understand that, but I have to know if I even have a chance with you.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Carol wiped her tears. “Grant . . . .” She wanted to admit there was something between them. She'd felt it the first day he walked into her café all those months ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Grant lifted her chin, forcing her to meet his eyes. “Don't think this is just about the smokin' sexual chemistry we have, because I want more than just your naked body under mine. I want a chance at your heart.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Read &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;A Christmas for Carol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;in &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Noble Romance's Winter Kisses Anthology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nobleromance.com/BrowseListing.aspx?author=69"&gt;Click here to purchase!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-1038266948272379797?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1038266948272379797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=1038266948272379797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/1038266948272379797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/1038266948272379797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/07/christmas-in-july.html' title='Christmas in July!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TDPxU95tyzI/AAAAAAAAANo/uW_ozo7BZBc/s72-c/winterkisses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-6026549909420823807</id><published>2010-07-01T17:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T23:18:40.304-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Music to the Rescue!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;This has been a crazy day and when things get crazy, I turn to music to change my mood or at least calm me down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;These are my top five song choices in no particular order for mellowing out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v2x_sPRnRVE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v2x_sPRnRVE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;I LOVE this song. It helps keep everything in perspective. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2BK8tzJKQnc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2BK8tzJKQnc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;So joyful and full of hope. I listen to this song and remember things aren't half crazy as they seem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/usH4nVyy9A4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/usH4nVyy9A4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I can listen to this song over and over. I love when the audience joins in with her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AAa5rP64YbQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AAa5rP64YbQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;You can't listen to this without tapping your foot or shaking your bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lnjbMtHH1H8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lnjbMtHH1H8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1?color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Having a bad hair day or worse? Make this song your mantra and you'll feel "Cold-Blooded".  *G*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I could post a hundred songs on here, but I'm going to keep it short and sweet as I turn up the volume and soak in the good vibes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;~AN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-6026549909420823807?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/6026549909420823807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=6026549909420823807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/6026549909420823807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/6026549909420823807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/07/music-to-rescue.html' title='Music to the Rescue!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-8663297566622594497</id><published>2010-06-22T23:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T23:17:27.776-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AN musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><title type='text'>Summer Heat = Summer Storms!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TCGGqrefVEI/AAAAAAAAANk/muxhn4dEJec/s1600/thunderstorm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TCGGqrefVEI/AAAAAAAAANk/muxhn4dEJec/s320/thunderstorm.jpg" border="0" height="212" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;You can't have summer heat without crazy thunderstorms. Last week, we had a couple and one in particular took out our power for a few hours. I actually enjoy watching thunderstorms from the safety of my window. There's something unexplainable that comes over me when I see trees swaying in the ferocious wind as lightening and rain pound the pavement and windows. I imagine scenes for the paranormal WIP's I'm working on and marvel at the awesome power of nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always humbled during a black out by the immediate reminder of how dependent I am on electricity. I'm sure it's not just me, but most of the world. It takes moments like experiencing a black out to remember just how vulnerable we would be if we were without ANY power for a long period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted to my laptop, but I can always settle in with a good book. Still, I couldn't help thinking how far we've come in this technological age. Many of us would have to totally regroup in a world without DVR, blackberries, cell phones and oh, you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I empathize when I see other countries in war or devastated by natural disasters. I marvel at the resilience of humankind in the face of such tragedies. How do we move towards the future without forgetting some of the critical survival techniques of yesterday year? Should we even worry about it? I never truly think about something happening so huge in America that could take away our power indefinitely, but when the lights went out last week, I thought it was a question each of us should consider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~AN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-8663297566622594497?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/8663297566622594497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=8663297566622594497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/8663297566622594497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/8663297566622594497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/06/summer-heat-summer-storms.html' title='Summer Heat = Summer Storms!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TCGGqrefVEI/AAAAAAAAANk/muxhn4dEJec/s72-c/thunderstorm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-3621224858811086514</id><published>2010-06-13T10:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T10:29:22.381-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AN musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><title type='text'>It's Unofficially Summer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TBT3beLgtSI/AAAAAAAAANc/GQ12OfDHDRU/s1600/sunflower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TBT3beLgtSI/AAAAAAAAANc/GQ12OfDHDRU/s400/sunflower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482278697746609442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It actually felt like summer last week and of course as soon as the weekend hit...rain and 60 degree temps. I can't wait for more consistently warm days, but in all honesty I'm not crazy about summer time. I don't like the super hot humid days. When the humidity gets past 50 percent, I'm done with outdoor fun. Here in the Windy City it can get pretty sticky indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my son is done with preschool and I've got to plan things for him and my daughter to do to keep them from driving each other crazy and me. What's amazing to me is no matter how many fun things I plan as soon as we get back home or finish a project without fail about ten minutes later my son will come to me and say: "Mommy, I'm bored."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well, it'll be Autumn before you know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~AN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(photo courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/profile/duchesssa"&gt;Duchessa&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-3621224858811086514?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3621224858811086514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=3621224858811086514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/3621224858811086514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/3621224858811086514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/06/its-officially-summer.html' title='It&apos;s Unofficially Summer...'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TBT3beLgtSI/AAAAAAAAANc/GQ12OfDHDRU/s72-c/sunflower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-2951505938155808231</id><published>2010-06-02T20:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T21:39:57.858-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pen names'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AN musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing contracts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submissions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><title type='text'>New Contract, New Publisher!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TAcVml7aNdI/AAAAAAAAANM/BFVHTzxM9_Y/s1600/mask.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TAcVml7aNdI/AAAAAAAAANM/BFVHTzxM9_Y/s320/mask.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478371224480003538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Over the weekend, I found out my work will be published with another publisher!  I'm really excited and happy. This was just what I needed to refuel my heart and hunger to keep reaching for my dreams as a writer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could say more, but this contract was for my pen name and I've decided to keep the two separate. I love having the freedom to pen what I want, but using a pen name is also challenging. Just last week, I accidentally posted something for my personal page on my alter ego page!  I'm realizing more and more that it might be impossible to keep the two completely separate. Plus, I want to shout the news of my new publisher to everyone I know, but of course I won't . . . or at least, not yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~AN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-2951505938155808231?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2951505938155808231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=2951505938155808231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/2951505938155808231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/2951505938155808231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-contract-new-publisher.html' title='New Contract, New Publisher!!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TAcVml7aNdI/AAAAAAAAANM/BFVHTzxM9_Y/s72-c/mask.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-7747334049390656010</id><published>2010-05-30T20:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T20:10:35.210-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memorial Day'/><title type='text'>Memorial Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TAMMKKaP_cI/AAAAAAAAAM8/yS6gV1syYxk/s1600/aflag8.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TAMMKKaP_cI/AAAAAAAAAM8/yS6gV1syYxk/s400/aflag8.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477234940545334722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Greater love hath no man than to give up his life for another..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-7747334049390656010?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7747334049390656010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=7747334049390656010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/7747334049390656010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/7747334049390656010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/05/memorial-day.html' title='Memorial Day'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/TAMMKKaP_cI/AAAAAAAAAM8/yS6gV1syYxk/s72-c/aflag8.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-7021022638613421191</id><published>2010-05-25T14:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T14:59:14.038-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='24'/><title type='text'>24 Will Be Missed!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S_woS1KhIoI/AAAAAAAAAMs/RJu8ByphB_I/s1600/24wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S_woS1KhIoI/AAAAAAAAAMs/RJu8ByphB_I/s200/24wallpaper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475295550949630594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I watched the series finale of 24 last night on the edge of my seat until the very last minute. After eight intense years of hijacking, butt-kicking, shoot 'em up, blow 'em up thrills, I'm not sure what Monday night TV will look like. I should be happy for one less distraction from writing, but I'm not.  I loved the show.  I love Jack Bauer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember Tony and Michelle's romance admist the chaos? And I'll never forget President Palmer or his iconic role as the first black president. Who would have guessed that would actually happen in 2010? There were so many great characters, plot lines, sub-plot lines that I was never bored with the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually discovered 24 a season late and I'll never forget my husband and I scooping up every available copy of the past season to catch up. We went to two or three different video stores to get them all in order and then had a 24 marathon for the next 2 days, staying up to like 2 a.m. !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show will be missed by many and like those fans, I anxiously await 24 on the big screen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~AN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-7021022638613421191?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7021022638613421191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=7021022638613421191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/7021022638613421191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/7021022638613421191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/05/24-will-be-missed.html' title='24 Will Be Missed!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S_woS1KhIoI/AAAAAAAAAMs/RJu8ByphB_I/s72-c/24wallpaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-5392451977343274970</id><published>2010-05-17T19:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T19:28:21.789-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Merry-go-round</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S_HYLsJi_cI/AAAAAAAAAMo/fT2bTpJtm4g/s1600/merrygoround.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S_HYLsJi_cI/AAAAAAAAAMo/fT2bTpJtm4g/s320/merrygoround.jpg" border="0" height="236" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't change you but I can change me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's taken me awhile to get that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But now I see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That no matter what I say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Or what I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You hear me and still do you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And so we keep spinning 'round and 'round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So dizzy and sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't see the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't try to get me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It just gets twisted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In fact the point I'm making now-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You've surely missed it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And so we keep spinning 'round and 'round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can you hear the cracks splintering?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't take the sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't tell if it's me or you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Losing grip as we fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'm finally ready to admit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I feel like letting go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't worry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't expect you to change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just know I can't stay the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've finally decided that's it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I can't change you but I can change me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;By Angela Nichelle Bradley &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71); text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-5392451977343274970?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5392451977343274970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=5392451977343274970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/5392451977343274970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/5392451977343274970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/05/merry-go-round.html' title='Merry-go-round'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S_HYLsJi_cI/AAAAAAAAAMo/fT2bTpJtm4g/s72-c/merrygoround.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-7569905366095462882</id><published>2010-05-07T19:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T20:36:07.462-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Bale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Welsely Snipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wolverine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Huge Jackman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='superheros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iron Man 2'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christopher Reeves'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vin Diesel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robert Downey Jr.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blade'/><title type='text'>Top Five Superhero Hotties!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm going to see &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Iron Man 2&lt;/span&gt;  this weekend and I'm EXCITED!!! I love superhero flicks and I'm looking forward to time away from the kids with my husband!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I thought, who would I pick as the number one superhero hottie? It was really hard trying to count down to the hottest one...hmmm, decisions, decisions! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wolverine&lt;/span&gt; took the number one spot but that could change after this weekend! Who is your fave superhero? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S-S8q1yIEUI/AAAAAAAAAMc/zvd7enwOIwA/s1600/superman-christopher-reeve-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S-S5S9fHYlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/mJNGHUdMJgs/s1600/Riddick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S-S5S9fHYlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/mJNGHUdMJgs/s200/Riddick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468699582928478802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S-S5obXB9MI/AAAAAAAAAL8/pVayPun9V00/s1600/wesley_snipes_blade_015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S-S5obXB9MI/AAAAAAAAAL8/pVayPun9V00/s200/wesley_snipes_blade_015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468699951724885186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S-S5yf0Ps3I/AAAAAAAAAME/8q3JABEoC14/s1600/christian-bale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 176px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S-S5yf0Ps3I/AAAAAAAAAME/8q3JABEoC14/s200/christian-bale.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468700124719854450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S-S5_fW5TiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/MpNPRjUu6y4/s1600/Robert231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S-S5_fW5TiI/AAAAAAAAAMM/MpNPRjUu6y4/s200/Robert231.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468700347935051298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S-S6ROKhm0I/AAAAAAAAAMU/jtoleqXQcPA/s1600/hugh-jackman-wolverine-full-fury-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S-S6ROKhm0I/AAAAAAAAAMU/jtoleqXQcPA/s200/hugh-jackman-wolverine-full-fury-02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468700652557409090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S-S8q1yIEUI/AAAAAAAAAMc/zvd7enwOIwA/s1600/superman-christopher-reeve-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S-S8q1yIEUI/AAAAAAAAAMc/zvd7enwOIwA/s200/superman-christopher-reeve-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_I" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so there are six. But, how could I leave out the one who started my love affair with superheros in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christopher Reeves as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Superman &lt;/span&gt;will always be the end all be all for me when it comes to superhero hotties!  I will never forget watching those movies and wishing I was Lois Lane!  *g*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~AN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-7569905366095462882?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7569905366095462882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=7569905366095462882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/7569905366095462882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/7569905366095462882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/05/top-five-superhero-hotties.html' title='Top Five Superhero Hotties!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S-S5S9fHYlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/mJNGHUdMJgs/s72-c/Riddick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-1164507836966207737</id><published>2010-04-28T20:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T21:16:48.090-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AN musings'/><title type='text'>No more babies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S9jrxpSmQrI/AAAAAAAAALs/jT7CUDjgEUc/s1600/Drake%26Kai2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S9jrxpSmQrI/AAAAAAAAALs/jT7CUDjgEUc/s400/Drake%26Kai2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465377385944072882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today, I signed my daughter up for preschool. She's 3 1/2 and even though some of the breast-feeding days and nights seemed sooooo long (between both, I breast-feed for over four consecutive years), I can't believe my littlest baby is about to go to school. With my son getting ready to go to Kindergarten in the fall, I realize once again just how quickly they are growing up. I'm happy on one hand and nostalgic about first steps and sweet baby coos in the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter vacillates between being super excited to copy her big brother's transition to the classroom and clinging to me saying, "I don't wanna go to school!" Of course, I soothe her fears and tell her all the wonderful things she'll being doing in class but my heart goes back and forth between being excited and sad too. These are the years they really come into their own with new friends, new teachers telling them the coolest things in class and classmate opinions trump all else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh* Am I ready for all of this? Yes and no. I'm excited to see both of my kids growing up and moving to the next phase of childhood but I can't stop looking at the cutest baby clothes when I'm at the store.  No, I don't want another baby...just wish I could hold my two as babies one more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~AN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-1164507836966207737?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1164507836966207737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=1164507836966207737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/1164507836966207737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/1164507836966207737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/04/no-more-babies.html' title='No more babies!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S9jrxpSmQrI/AAAAAAAAALs/jT7CUDjgEUc/s72-c/Drake%26Kai2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-8261891633210613765</id><published>2010-04-24T20:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T20:27:23.272-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kelly Harmon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eternal Press'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood Soup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><title type='text'>Poetry, Prose &amp; Print Welcomes Kelly Harmon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AN: I'm welcoming author Kelly A. Harmon today on &lt;i&gt;Poetry, Prose &amp;amp; Print!&lt;/i&gt; Summer is almost here, do you prefer hot weather or are you going to miss the wintry days behind us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KH: There are things I like about all the seasons!  But after all the crazy snow and rain we've had the last few months, I'm anxious to have some clear, warm weather for a while. My favorite time of year though is October. I like cool breezes, warm sunshine and the leaves crunching beneath my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN: That's my favorite season too! What genre do you write and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KH: I write (mostly) fantasy and science fiction. Fantasy I like for the escapism…I like being transported to a different time and world.  There's something appealing to me about the possibility of magic and the likelihood of meeting some fantastic creature, like a dragon or satyr. Fantasy is like bedtime stories for adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science Fiction appeals to my curiosity. It's about extremes...I enjoy playing the “what if” game, taking a situation and extrapolating it to the nth degree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN: When did you realize you wanted to be an author and how long did it take you to become published?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KH: I've always wanted to be a writer.  I don't remember ever wanting to do anything else. In high school, I decided a journalism degree would be better than an English degree, so I gravitated toward non-fiction.  I found a job as a stringer - a freelance reporter - at my local newspaper and started publishing stories when I was 14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed non-fiction more than I thought I would, so I stuck with it for a lot of years. But my first love is fiction, so I've been concentrating on that for the last few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love escaping into fantasy worlds when I'm reading. Describe your research/world-building process for your dark fantasy stories. For me, world building happens a bit organically. I look at my story and ask myself what kinds of elements are necessary to illustrate what's going on? I lean toward dark fantasy, so the elements I examine first are always in that genre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN: Let's talk about &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Blood Soup.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; What's this dark fantasy about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KH: The story opens with a heavily pregnant Queen Piacenza. Her husband, King Theodicar naturally hopes for a male heir.  The Queen is from Omera, where the first born rules, no matter the sex of the child. This causes no end of friction between them.  When the queen finally gives birth, the nurse and the king are equally surprised, and Theodicar is faced with a terrible choice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Blood Soup&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; is about the fall of a kingdom, so I knew a castle would feature prominently. I built Borgand's castle at the top of a high crag and set the opening scene in winter to convey a stark feeling. I envisioned Borgand as a Teutonic country with stiff, upright personages, pragmatic and reserved.  All the Borgands have good German names. Monarchies are built on alliances, so King Theodicar's wife needed to come from some contrasting country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I created Omera, an easy-going country with a summery, Tuscan flavor. Their nature is relaxed and informal. They believe in magic. Queen Piacenza is uncomfortable in her new home, though willing to make the best of it. The Omerans have old, Italian names. I continue to layer in elements as I write the story, building upon the last until there's a cohesive whole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN: What inspired your story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KH: Inspiration didn't play any role in the story idea, it was more like desperation! I'd been asked to participate in the 3-Day Novel contest by a fellow writer and I needed a story idea fast. I normally have a ton of ideas to choose from, but I didn't want to chew up any one of those ideas with a project that I'd "only" be working on for three days.  Also: my ideas tend to encourage long stories, and I needed an idea for a story I would be able to write in three days. So, I couldn't use any of the ideas I'd been toying with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I wracked my brain for a story, thought of the prophecy in Blood Soup--that the kingdom would fall unless a woman ruled--and bounced it off a few people to see if it were viable.  The idea of blood, and how it could be used medicinally, didn't enter my head until I'd actually started writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN: The premise is fascinating! Would you consider yourself a plotter or panster?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KH: I started out as a panster, but I like to plot these days…though I admit my plotting is rather loose. I like knowing how my story is going to end and a few key scenes before I actually sit down and write. That's all. Because I usually know where my story is going, I rarely find myself blocked…unlike when I was a true panster…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN: You've written several books.  Does the process get easier each time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KH: I think the mechanics of writing get easier, especially after you've found your own voice as a writer.  But the process, at least for me, remains the same: First draft, re-write, edit, send off to the critique group, re-edit, etc. All the same steps need to be taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN: Do you have favorite food or ritual that helps you get in the zone to write?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KH: No - I don't depend on rituals to get me started. I like to be able to write no matter what the circumstance or my location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN: Any advice you would like to share with aspiring authors?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KH: If you want to be a writer, then write. Don't make excuses which keep you from telling the story you want to tell. Join a critique group: writing is a solitary endeavor. Like minded-folk are great to hang out with, plus you get the benefit of bouncing story ideas off of them and finding out what's wrong with your prose. Even if you're the best writer you know, you'll benefit from critique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN: Great advice! Tell me one thing your readers would be surprised to know about you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KH: I play tenor saxophone, and used to be in the Baltimore Ravens Marching Band.  (I love a good Sousa march!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN: Kelly, thank you so much for stopping by &lt;i&gt;Poetry, Prose &amp;amp; Print!&lt;/i&gt;  Where can readers find you next on your blog tour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KH: I'll be at &lt;i&gt;Keta's Keep&lt;/i&gt; (http://ketaskeep.blogspot.com/) on April 27. Hope to see you there! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S9OXugTQasI/AAAAAAAAALo/IjvSYD2Px8o/s1600/Kelly_03172010_e.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S9OXugTQasI/AAAAAAAAALo/IjvSYD2Px8o/s320/Kelly_03172010_e.jpg" border="0" height="254" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Visit Kelly Harmon at her website: http://kellyaharmon.com! Find more titles by Kelly on her Amazon author page, click here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S9OV4QeTdyI/AAAAAAAAALk/coxDEW_cCa8/s1600/BloodSoup_300L.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S9OV4QeTdyI/AAAAAAAAALk/coxDEW_cCa8/s320/BloodSoup_300L.jpg" border="0" height="320" width="217" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Blurb: &lt;i&gt;A tale of murder, betrayal and comeuppance.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;King Theodicar of Borgund needed an heir. When his wife, Queen Piacenza, became pregnant, he’d hoped for a boy. His wife, along with her nurse, Salvagia, knew it wouldn’t be so: with each cast of the runes, Salvagia’s trusted divination tools yielded the same message: “A girl child must rule or the kingdom will fall to ruin.” The women were convinced that the child would be a girl.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;When the queen finally gives birth, the nurse and the king are equally surprised. The king is faced with a terrible choice, and his decision will determine the fate of his kingdom. Will he choose wisely, or will he doom Borgund to ruin? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excerpt:&lt;br /&gt;Theodicar looked down at the mewling infant in his arms, and felt the anger rise up. Even in death his wife defied him, the nurse ensuring her success. Women did not rule. He would not allow it. They had created a male  child, and that child would take the throne upon his death.&lt;br /&gt;“You can save the boy,” he said to Salvagia.&lt;br /&gt;She slitted her eyes at him, her stare mutinous. Her words were loud and hard in the wake of Pia’s death. “I have the power to save one at the expense of the other, Sire. The girl is stronger. And eldest. She was born to rule.”&lt;br /&gt;Theodicar watched the girl curl up in his arms, her birth fluids staining a brown patch on the dyed-yellow wool of his tunic. She burrowed into the crook of his elbow, trying to achieve the comfort of the womb.&lt;br /&gt;“I will not hear those words again,” he said. “That absurd idea died with my wife. My son will rule.” He reached for the boy, thrusting the girl child back into the nurse’s hands. “There’s no need for a daughter. And no need for anyone to know of her.”&lt;br /&gt;“So be it,” Salvagia said, wrapping the weary girl in a square of wool, covering her face. She reached for her basket.&lt;br /&gt;“Kill her now,” said Theodicar.&lt;br /&gt;Salvagia looked stricken.&lt;br /&gt;“Sire, if we kill her now, she will be of no use to her brother. Once dead, the blood won’t flow, and we need her blood to strengthen his.&lt;br /&gt;“Then drain her now,” he snapped. “I will not have her crying out when we call the witnesses back to cut the boy’s cord.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Blood Soup&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; is available now with &lt;a href="http://www.eternalpress.biz/book.php?isbn=9781926704531"&gt;Eternal Press&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Blood-Soup-ebook/dp/B003B658CK/ref=tmm_kin_title_0?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;m=AG56TWVU5XWC2"&gt;Amazon Kindle&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Blood-Soup-Kelly-Harmon/dp/1926704614/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1272024025&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Paperback!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-8261891633210613765?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/8261891633210613765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=8261891633210613765&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/8261891633210613765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/8261891633210613765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/04/poetry-prose-print-welcomes-kelly.html' title='Poetry, Prose &amp; Print Welcomes Kelly Harmon!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S9OXugTQasI/AAAAAAAAALo/IjvSYD2Px8o/s72-c/Kelly_03172010_e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-8441046193984241326</id><published>2010-04-20T11:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T11:51:54.663-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Motherhood Musings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Before I had kids of my own, I had fantasies of what motherhood would be like. I imagined how awesome it would be to have a child created from the love between me and my husband. I wondered how being a mother would change my life and his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was pregnant I was obsessed with &lt;i&gt;Baby Story &lt;/i&gt;on &lt;i&gt;TLC&lt;/i&gt;. I think I watched every episode during my pregnancy. I wanted to be prepared for every possible scenario. I remembering talking to my mom about breastfeeding, newborns and giving birth. Now, she told me being a mother was tough and I remember her saying more than once, "Just wait until you're a mother," but that statement didn't mean much to me at the time. I don't think she told me the complete truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motherhood is extremely hard work filled with joy and pains you could never imagine when your belly is round with child. I love being a mother but I didn't understand the time, committment, challenges, sacrifices, doubts, worries, headaches, backaches, boo boos, poo poos, late nights, crying, whining, pleading and just plain ole exhaustion it would involve.  These are the words of a mother who has seen good days and bad as every mother has. Being a mother touches your heart and soul like no other experience on this planet. But the job of mothering can also deplete your spirit and soul if you let it consume you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I say it's a job because it is and if you don't see it that way you're probably not a mother yet. It took me a long time to balance being a mother and keeping hold of me and I'm still trying to figure out the magic bullet of balancing it all. It's a labor of love because you love your children and soon all of the things I mentioned above mean nothing if you can see that bright smile on your child's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motherhood is more than I could ever imagined. I'll take the good with the bad because the bottom line is...I am a mom and I wouldn't have it any other way.  I salute every mommy out there who understands the struggle and the joy's of mothering.  :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;" align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S83a-XMNkuI/AAAAAAAAALg/JZFrwGiAjAM/s1600/fixedP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S83a-XMNkuI/AAAAAAAAALg/JZFrwGiAjAM/s320/fixedP.jpg" border="0" height="241" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My two hearts, Kai &amp;amp; Drake&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-8441046193984241326?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/8441046193984241326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=8441046193984241326&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/8441046193984241326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/8441046193984241326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/04/motherhood-musings.html' title='Motherhood Musings'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S83a-XMNkuI/AAAAAAAAALg/JZFrwGiAjAM/s72-c/fixedP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-2546110156567861832</id><published>2010-04-07T16:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T16:38:26.488-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AN musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angela Nichelle'/><title type='text'>Starting Over...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S7z5lD4RleI/AAAAAAAAALU/86EA12bNy30/s1600/Sadness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S7z5lD4RleI/AAAAAAAAALU/86EA12bNy30/s400/Sadness.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457511263558014434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hardly watch SNL but last Saturday, I saw the rerun of Jennifer Lopez hosting and I was moved by her second song, &lt;i&gt;Starting Over&lt;/i&gt;. I listened to her sing those words and my heart clenched. Jlo answers the question: Why is it so hard to break up with someone who's all wrong for you? The reasons are endless from kids to pride but the bottom line is "nobody wants to be the one breaking up."  It's true. We all want to love and be loved. Most of us will put up with junk and overlook the signs telling us things are going array instead of facing the reality of our relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When do you know it's time to say goodbye? That's a hard question but the truth is most of us know it within ourselves long before we ask a friend for advice. I'm happily married now but I was involved with a guy I thought was one way and even when I knew I was wrong about him and our relationship, I still held on. I was convinced he would change or I'd change but one way or another we had to work. I didn't want to be alone. I didn't want to be the one breaking up and staying in that relationship cost me big time. Changed my life for what seemed at the time for the worst and even now I look back on my choices back then and cringe but now I see that bad relationship had a purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting over is never easy and helps if you've got a friend or family to call and cry to but essentially the healing has to start on your own. No one can help you or hold your hand. You have to decide for yourself that starting over is the best thing to do and then step by step, day by day....do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;~AN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hear Jennifer Lopez sing the song &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XUNU-IkWFH4"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starting Over&lt;/span&gt; here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(photo courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/profile/glendali"&gt;Gendali&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-2546110156567861832?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2546110156567861832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=2546110156567861832&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/2546110156567861832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/2546110156567861832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/04/starting-over.html' title='Starting Over...'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S7z5lD4RleI/AAAAAAAAALU/86EA12bNy30/s72-c/Sadness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-4114343974159901230</id><published>2010-03-28T09:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T10:35:05.428-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Long and Short of It'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Noble Romance Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Long and Short Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cupid&apos;s Arrow'/><title type='text'>Two Terrific Things to Share!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S69xXvb_C4I/AAAAAAAAALM/QASSGnw916w/s1600/CupidsArrow2FinalAre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S69xXvb_C4I/AAAAAAAAALM/QASSGnw916w/s400/CupidsArrow2FinalAre.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453702326453734274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm excited to share my first review from &lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://longandshortreviews.blogspot.com/"&gt;Long and Short Reviews&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Cupid's Arrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; received a 4 book rating!  I really had fun writing this paranormal romance and if you haven't read it yet, you should! Romantic suspense with a surprise ending you'll love! You can check out the review here and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Cupid's Arrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; is available for purchase now with &lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);" href="http://www.nobleromance.com/BrowseListing.aspx?author=69"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Noble Romance Publishing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read an excerpt and see the book trailer on my website: &lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.angelanichelle.com/"&gt;www.angelanichelle.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't miss the &lt;a href="http://www.longandshortreviews.com/promo.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Long and Short of It Easter Egg Scavenger Hunt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;starting March 29 until April 3rd. To play all you need to do is find as many colorful eggs (like the one on my blog) on other participating blog sites. Be a part of the fun and you could win goodie bags, ebooks, gift certificates and many more amazing prizes! Find out all the information and who's playing &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" href="http://www.longandshortreviews.com/promo.htm"&gt;here!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S69xJ7u2AcI/AAAAAAAAALE/07YJbmo1U8g/s1600/HuntBannerLarge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 51px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S69xJ7u2AcI/AAAAAAAAALE/07YJbmo1U8g/s400/HuntBannerLarge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453702089235890626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Have a great week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~AN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-4114343974159901230?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4114343974159901230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=4114343974159901230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/4114343974159901230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/4114343974159901230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/03/fyi.html' title='Two Terrific Things to Share!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S69xXvb_C4I/AAAAAAAAALM/QASSGnw916w/s72-c/CupidsArrow2FinalAre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-5716839378713005771</id><published>2010-03-17T21:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T21:43:14.964-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AN musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pochahontas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess and the Frog'/><title type='text'>One Disney Classic That Always Inspires Me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S6GTMn2WPmI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ZuX1rDaP7XM/s1600-h/6.+Pocahontas+hair+blowing+back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 188px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S6GTMn2WPmI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ZuX1rDaP7XM/s400/6.+Pocahontas+hair+blowing+back.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449798869159657058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today, I watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pocahontas&lt;/span&gt; for the third time with my kids. Now, they don't like the fight scenes but whenever Pocahontas is on screen, singing and interacting with John Smith they're entranced and so am I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this movie for so many reasons. First, the music is incredible! The songs have heart and soul and I can't hear them without feeling goosebumps. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Color of the Wind's&lt;/span&gt; lyrics are so beautiful and poetic I truly think it's one of the best &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Disney&lt;/span&gt; songs ever created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The imagery of Pocahontas and John Smith running in the forest, jumping into lakes and rolling around in the grass are amazing. This isn't in 3D or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pixar'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; new animation but it doesn't matter this film delights the eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pocahontas, for me is the most beautifully drawn &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Disney&lt;/span&gt; character. She's sexy and shy and her eyes . . . my goodness!  The looks shared between her and John Smith take my breath away. No words are needed, you feel exactly what the two of them are feeling by their intense gaze. If you've seen the movie, you know what I'm talking about. The first time John catches a glimpse of Pocahontas makes the movie for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a movie I don't mind watching over and over again. I love the challenges these two lovers face. I love the wonderful depiction of her people and her determination to find her own path despite possibly displeasing her father. Above all this story had magic from beginning to end and it makes me disappointed and sad The Princess and the Frog didn't grab my heart in the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~AN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-5716839378713005771?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5716839378713005771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=5716839378713005771&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/5716839378713005771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/5716839378713005771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-disney-classic-that-always-inspires.html' title='One Disney Classic That Always Inspires Me...'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S6GTMn2WPmI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ZuX1rDaP7XM/s72-c/6.+Pocahontas+hair+blowing+back.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-7962778237358943769</id><published>2010-03-07T10:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T11:12:38.027-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AN musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring'/><title type='text'>Ahh! Spring is Coming!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S5PdyfswhzI/AAAAAAAAAKM/nf3SqrW1eLA/s1600-h/joyful+spring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S5PdyfswhzI/AAAAAAAAAKM/nf3SqrW1eLA/s400/joyful+spring.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445940233993488178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This weekend it reached almost 50 degrees in Chicago and after the cold we've had it felt like a summer heat wave! I can't wait for the warmer, longer days coming ahead. The kids are itching to go outside and play and I'm ready to shake off the winter chill too. It seems like someone in my family has been ill since Halloween rolled by. Yep, this was the worst winter as far as colds go in our household and as the snow melts outside, I'm hoping the lingering sniffles around me disappear too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring is one of my favorite seasons because of what it symbolizes...Renewal! Who doesn't need a new beginning in at least one area of their life? I love hearing the twittering birds chirping in the morning, watching the trees bud and the flowers slowly emerge into the warming sunlight. Birds and butterflies begin to take flight and I'm ready to spread my wings with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~AN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(photo courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/profile/Tinneketin"&gt;Tinneketin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-7962778237358943769?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7962778237358943769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=7962778237358943769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/7962778237358943769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/7962778237358943769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/03/ahh-spring-is-coming.html' title='Ahh! Spring is Coming!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S5PdyfswhzI/AAAAAAAAAKM/nf3SqrW1eLA/s72-c/joyful+spring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-3325725243446927445</id><published>2010-02-21T10:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T12:09:47.771-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AN musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Book Trailers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cupid&apos;s Arrow'/><title type='text'>Book Trailers 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last week I figured out how to create my own book trailer! This is something I did not think I could do on my own. I'm lucky to have a sister who is a professional graphic designer and willing to lend her awesome talent to design my web pages, banners and logos. I'm extremely thankful for her help and I know she'd pitch in and do more but I wanted to see what I could do with this book trailer business solo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hadn't a clue where to begin. I knew of software I could purchase, looked up a few to see what they offered and at what cost but spending extra money wasn't an option right now. So, I goggled how to make a book trailer and came across another author's blog in which she talked about using Windows Movie Maker. I blinked and realized . . . "hey, I've got that!" I read about her experience using the program and immediately opened up the application. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At first I was apprehensive if I could figure out the details and make a trailer that would be worth my time and decent enough to share with the world. I plowed through the instructions but soon decided to simply dig into the process and I'm happy to say after several attempts and a few technical glitches, I made my first book trailer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Better yet, I enjoyed this new creative outlet. I am a heart a creative person and finding just the right photos and text to go with it all was fun albeit a little time consuming. Both me and my husband are musicians and creating the music for the trailer together was something I'll always remember and treasure. He created the music and I improvised on the vocals and when it was finally finished I was happily surprised with the end result. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The book trailer for &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Cupid's Arrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ended up being just as important as the story itself. I worked hard on it and I'm proud to say, well, I'm proud of it. I'm looking forward to making many more in the future, honing my craft and maybe investing in more sophisticated software in the months ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;See the trailer for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cupid's Arrow!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8dbdeaef383052e6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8dbdeaef383052e6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331183542%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D307D72F3A08279A20A9889A417E18193976DC750.FD1C27AB12A67C9DDFC1BB97A7B0A3BE803B9F6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8dbdeaef383052e6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D39Wh-KeL7RlTgv8wUHx6pFKE9Pw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8dbdeaef383052e6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331183542%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D307D72F3A08279A20A9889A417E18193976DC750.FD1C27AB12A67C9DDFC1BB97A7B0A3BE803B9F6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8dbdeaef383052e6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D39Wh-KeL7RlTgv8wUHx6pFKE9Pw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-3325725243446927445?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3325725243446927445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=3325725243446927445&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/3325725243446927445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/3325725243446927445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/02/book-trailers-101.html' title='Book Trailers 101'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-2759999333972613017</id><published>2010-02-14T13:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T13:29:11.361-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Noble Romance Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ghosts of Valentine&apos;s Past'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cupid&apos;s Arrow'/><title type='text'>Two New Releases from Noble Romance's Sweetheart Line!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 99px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 155px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438180686626237458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S3hMhZK_LBI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F4yjpiIj2Bg/s400/ca" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 99px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 155px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438179998419937474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S3hL5VZ0aMI/AAAAAAAAAI8/5YYf4fkw-PU/s400/ghosts" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here are two sweet romances sure to put a smile on your face and warm up your heart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Cupid's Arrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;By Angela Nichelle&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Paranormal/Sweetheart Line&lt;br /&gt;Length: Short Story &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the book:&lt;br /&gt;Safina Ralph is single on Valentine's Day. She's determined to have a good time in L.A. away from her home in Chicago with her friend, Lynn. The two of them have exclusive passes to Red, the hottest nightclub on Venice Beach. Just as the festive atmosphere begins to coax Safina into the party mood, she notices someone, or something in the rafters, shooting arrows into the crowd of unsuspecting partygoers below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaos erupts as Safina races to stop the attack. When she confronts Kal, one of the club's sexy owners, Safina's sure he's the attacker despite his warm reassurances and her body's hot response to his touch. Consumed with overwhelming feelings of déjà vu and desire, Safina is relieved to get back home but she can't shake unsettling questions and Kal's handsome face from her mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After their encounter at Red, Kal tracks Safina down in Chicago with questions of his own. And the answers for them both could be the key to everything they've wished for, but will Safina accept the truth and can Kal trust his heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special Content Alert: None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Ghosts of Valentine's Past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;By Rie McGaha&lt;br /&gt;Genre: Paranormal/Sweetheart Line&lt;br /&gt;Length: Short Story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the book:&lt;br /&gt;Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. That’s Twyla’s philosophy ever since she found a pair of thongs in her fiancé’s car the day before their wedding. Now it’s Valentine’s Day and her roommate is all about the hearts and chocolates, but Twyla isn’t going for it. That is, until a few ghosts drop in to show her the error of her ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special Content Alert: None. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Both titles available now with &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nobleromance.com/"&gt;Noble Romance Publishing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-2759999333972613017?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2759999333972613017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=2759999333972613017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/2759999333972613017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/2759999333972613017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-valentines-day-here-are-two-sweet.html' title='Two New Releases from Noble Romance&apos;s Sweetheart Line!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S3hMhZK_LBI/AAAAAAAAAJM/F4yjpiIj2Bg/s72-c/ca' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-4173516348950750628</id><published>2010-02-12T18:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T00:04:39.782-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Noble Romance Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cupid&apos;s Arrow'/><title type='text'>Cupid's Arrow Available on Valentine's Day with Noble Romance Publishing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S3X9PuNeHvI/AAAAAAAAAIo/UfwZ3idt9xw/s1600-h/CupidsArrowFinalLarge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437530571664137970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S3X9PuNeHvI/AAAAAAAAAIo/UfwZ3idt9xw/s400/CupidsArrowFinalLarge.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm so excited about this sassy short story! When &lt;a href="http://www.nobleromance.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Noble Romance Publishing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;announced the submissions call for a sweet Valentine's Day themed story, Cupid instantly popped into my mind. I wanted to write a fantasy story that would take readers into the private world of &lt;em&gt;erotes&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eros has always been the most famous of these beings, known as the god of love, lust, beauty and of course sex! Eros, often called &lt;em&gt;Cupid&lt;/em&gt;, may be the most well known but he was actually part of a group erotes. These handsome winged gods and demi-gods have been described as having influence over all matters of the heart in Classical mythology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, once I had my subject, the love story quickly took shape. I think this short story has it all: humor, love, suspense, and of course an HEA! Check out the blurb below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Blurb:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Safina Ralph is single on Valentine's Day. She's determined to have a good time in L.A. away from her home in Chicago with her friend, Lynn. The two of them have exclusive passes to Red, the hottest nightclub on Venice Beach. Just as the festive atmosphere begins to coax Safina into the party mood, she notices something . . . or someone shooting arrows into the crowd of unsuspecting partygoers below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaos erupts as Safina races to stop the attack. When she confronts Kal, one of the club's sexy owners, Safina's sure he's the attacker despite his warm reassurances and her body's hot response to his touch. Consumed with overwhelming feelings of déjà vu and desire, Safina is relieved to get back home but she can't shake unsettling questions and Kal's handsome face from her mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After their encounter at Red, Kal tracks Safina down in Chicago with questions of his own. And the answers for them both could be the key to everything they've wished for, but will Safina accept the truth and can Kal trust his heart? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-4173516348950750628?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4173516348950750628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=4173516348950750628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/4173516348950750628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/4173516348950750628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/02/cupids-arrow-available-on-valentines.html' title='Cupid&apos;s Arrow Available on Valentine&apos;s Day with Noble Romance Publishing!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S3X9PuNeHvI/AAAAAAAAAIo/UfwZ3idt9xw/s72-c/CupidsArrowFinalLarge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-4645282638516856523</id><published>2010-02-02T15:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T21:20:01.591-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AN musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='queries'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>Quirky Queries</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S2iql7nwIcI/AAAAAAAAAIg/x8W6sDXnNeU/s1600-h/questionmark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433780519058809282" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S2iql7nwIcI/AAAAAAAAAIg/x8W6sDXnNeU/s400/questionmark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love writing. I hate writing queries! It's amazing how long I can stare at one waiting for the just the right phrasing and tone. Each one is different and each one takes work. I keep thinking the process will become easier but it hasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's a good thing. I know queries are super important and because they take so much effort to write, I respect the work needed to write a good one. And I'm not even sure I do know how to write a good one. But I'm determined to become multi-published, so I will keep chugging away at these queries and hopefully find the right home for my stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following links are great resources:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sfwa.org/2005/01/the-complete-nobodys-guide-to-query-letters/"&gt;http://www.sfwa.org/2005/01/the-complete-nobodys-guide-to-query-letters/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.charlottedillon.com/query.html"&gt;http://www.charlottedillon.com/query.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(photo courtesy &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/profile/svilen001"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;svilen001&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-4645282638516856523?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4645282638516856523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=4645282638516856523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/4645282638516856523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/4645282638516856523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/02/quirky-queries.html' title='Quirky Queries'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S2iql7nwIcI/AAAAAAAAAIg/x8W6sDXnNeU/s72-c/questionmark.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-1425976640707337997</id><published>2010-01-28T15:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T20:37:20.689-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AN musings'/><title type='text'>Pass the Tissues . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S2IHPBYejtI/AAAAAAAAAIY/7ltahaKLmbo/s1600-h/tissuebox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431912055212773074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S2IHPBYejtI/AAAAAAAAAIY/7ltahaKLmbo/s400/tissuebox.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The tragedy in Haiti and a nasty cold virus made the last two weeks a total nightmare. I know I'm really sick when I have no desire to write or even look at the computer. Thankfully, I'm feeling a little better . . . just in time to meet a February 1st submission call deadline. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;While being ill, I was still very conscious of the fact that I had a warm bed, medicine and my husband around to fill in the gaps for me with the kids. I could not help but think about the people of Haiti suffering far more ailments with little or no medicine and probably no peace of mind concerning many loved ones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm glad I can at least breathe out of one nostril and I continue pray for those still waiting for help in Haiti. It almost seems cruel to escape into literary fantasies where love always wins in the end. If only real life could have the guaranteed happy endings we all love to read in our favorite romance books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~AN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(photo courtesy of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/profile/roym"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;roym&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-1425976640707337997?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1425976640707337997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=1425976640707337997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/1425976640707337997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/1425976640707337997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/01/pass-tissues.html' title='Pass the Tissues . . .'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S2IHPBYejtI/AAAAAAAAAIY/7ltahaKLmbo/s72-c/tissuebox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-723491900729030181</id><published>2010-01-14T10:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T20:37:34.705-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AN musings'/><title type='text'>A Prayer for Haiti</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S0_Uf1m6jPI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qZtUwZ1ynY0/s1600-h/large_flag_of_haiti.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426789719436070130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S0_Uf1m6jPI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qZtUwZ1ynY0/s400/large_flag_of_haiti.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's hard to comprehend news of a horrible tragedy befalling another group of people miles and miles away. Many feel compelled to watch the devastation unfold and others can't bear to look at each horrible detail. I fall into both groups. I watch for awhile horrified, wondering how some of us on this planet are hit with the worse possible circumstances and others coast by seemingly without ever having to face such pain and loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know everyone has problems and we all face tough times but most of us haven't had to face such enormous challenges or heartbreak. It all seems so unfair sometimes. And yes, I know the ole' adage, "Life isn't fair," and "Everything happens for a reason," but these trite clichés don't give me any peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, as I lay in my warm bed, I will think and pray about my brothers and sisters in Haiti still searching for loved ones, still waiting for medical care, food and water. Tonight, I will pray for Haiti and for others around the globe fighting to survive, fighting just for their right to thrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~AN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Ways to help:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whitehouse.gov/blog/2010/01/12/thoughts-and-prayers-haiti"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;American Red Cross &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Donate by using your cell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.worldvision.org/worldvision/eappeal.nsf/egift-haiti-quake-relief?open&amp;amp;campaign=113655149"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;World Vision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.supportunicef.org/site/pp.asp?c=9fLEJSOALpE&amp;amp;b=1023561"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Unicef&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-723491900729030181?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/723491900729030181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=723491900729030181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/723491900729030181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/723491900729030181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/01/prayer-for-haiti.html' title='A Prayer for Haiti'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S0_Uf1m6jPI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/qZtUwZ1ynY0/s72-c/large_flag_of_haiti.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-455988566370768684</id><published>2010-01-06T10:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T21:20:53.213-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AN musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Princess and the Frog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie reviews'/><title type='text'>The Princess and the Frog Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S0TvdOUKTLI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vFEIfPv90Ys/s1600-h/P%26F.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 200px; display: block; height: 311px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423723136598822066" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S0TvdOUKTLI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vFEIfPv90Ys/s400/P%26F.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love fairytales and as a child I was fascinated with the magical happily ever after tales with beautiful fair princesses. I wanted to be swept away with a magical story with Disney's new fairytale, &lt;em&gt;The Princess and the Frog&lt;/em&gt;. From the moment the movie started I waited for the magic and wonder of the story and the characters to pull me in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tiana becomes the ninth Disney princess, joining &lt;em&gt;Snow White&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty&lt;/em&gt;, Ariel, Belle, Jasmine, &lt;em&gt;Pocahontas&lt;/em&gt;, and Mulan. Her story is based in New Orleans in the 1920's, during the Jazz age. She grows up in a working class family, her mother is a talented seamstress and her father pulls double shifts to support them. This is a family that loves and supports one another, Tiana's admiration for her mother and father clearly evident. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Although, Tiana is not rich, she isn't jealous or bitter of her self- absorbed white friend, Charlotte who has more of everything. These are components of the story that I like. I just wish Disney could have been more imaginative and produced a fairytale not based within a time period we know. I would have enjoyed a more magical storyline that would have given the entire fairytale more wonder and freedom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Naveen, the “prince” from Maldonia is not white or black. Pocahontas was the only princess to fall in love with someone of a different race and that was because the story was based on real life. Was Disney worried a black prince would alienate white audiences? Thank goodness her dad is portrayed as a loving, dedicated father because he is the only positive representation of a black man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The villain, a voodoo doctor is out to destroy Naveen for nothing more than cash. I wanted a deeper reason. I found the black images of the voodoo spirits racing along the bayou bigger than life on screen disturbing and harmful for young viewers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Charlotte was the Mardi Gras princess who could break the spell cast on Naveen. She has to be the one to kiss Naveen in order for Tiana to be with her prince and this was another facet of the story that bothered me. I understand the reason but I felt like this was another magical moment missed by Disney. Why couldn't Tiana become the princess somehow? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Am I happy there is now an African-American princess? Of course. She's beautiful, kind and dedicated to making her own dreams come true, a great role model for all young girls. But I didn't walk out of the theatre talking about the heartwarming, spellbinding story. The characters of this movie didn't touch my heart like &lt;em&gt;Pocahontas&lt;/em&gt;, Belle or even the animal characters of &lt;em&gt;The Lion King&lt;/em&gt;. Even&lt;em&gt; Tinkerbell&lt;/em&gt; a made for T.V. movie touched my heart more, the magical world of fairies brought to life in a very imaginative way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Something was missing from this movie and even though I glad my daughter has a princess representing her own color, I can't shake the feeling Disney didn't dig deep enough to create real magic with this one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~AN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-455988566370768684?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/455988566370768684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=455988566370768684&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/455988566370768684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/455988566370768684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/01/princess-and-frog-review.html' title='The Princess and the Frog Review'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S0TvdOUKTLI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vFEIfPv90Ys/s72-c/P%26F.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-5256054750253560946</id><published>2010-01-03T12:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T00:05:47.561-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guest Author Interviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Victoria Roder'/><title type='text'>Author Victoria Roder!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;AN:&lt;/span&gt; Happy New Year! I'm pleased to welcome my first guest author of 2010, Victoria Roder! Did you make any resolution's pertaining to your writing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;VR:&lt;/span&gt; I’m glad you specified resolutions that pertain to my writing or I would be forced to go on and on. I would call them New Year’s goals. I always make writing goals to continue forward momentum in my career. The main goal is to edit and submit &lt;em&gt;The Haunting of Ingersull Penitentiary&lt;/em&gt;, and then begin my next work. I also have a goal of being on a guest blog post, interview, and book signing per month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;AN:&lt;/span&gt; Editing and more promo ops are great goals for all writers! Have you always wanted to be an author?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;VR:&lt;/span&gt; My mom always said I should write, but it didn’t enter my mind until I wrote a short article about our Husky Rocky that we rescued after he was hit by a vehicle and left to die. My original goal was to write children’s books. My sister told me to write down a recurring dream I was having and one thing led to another and, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;The Dream House Visions And Nightmares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; was created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;AN:&lt;/span&gt; How long did it take you to become published?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;VR:&lt;/span&gt; Although I work full-time the book poured out of me within a year. It felt like forever when it took a year to find a publisher, and an even longer year to reach print.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;AN:&lt;/span&gt; What genre do you write and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;VR:&lt;/span&gt; I have always thrived on scary books and movies. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;The Dream House Visions And Nightmares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is a Paranormal Romance, &lt;em&gt;Bolt Action&lt;/em&gt; due out April 2010 is an Action Thriller, and &lt;em&gt;The Haunting of Ingersull Penitentiary&lt;/em&gt; is Paranormal Horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;AN:&lt;/span&gt; Let's talk about your latest release &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;The Dream House Visions and Nightmares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. What's it all about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;VR:&lt;/span&gt; Visions…nightmares…, and murder. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;The Dream House Visions And Nightmares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is a murder mystery wrapped in a paranormal ghost story. Apparitions and vivid dreams reveal sins of the past and foretell of danger in the present. Hope Graham travels home to stop the agony of her sleep deprivation from horrifying visions of a house she lived in as a child. The romance comes in the form of a very sexy bakery owner named Brock Cooper that offers Hope all the things her ex-husband didn't, friendship, support, encouragement, romance, understanding and love. Can that love survive the danger Hope will face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;AN:&lt;/span&gt; Wow, what an interesting premise! What was the inspiration behind this paranormal romance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;VR:&lt;/span&gt; Since I was a child I have experienced recurring dreams about a house that my family lived in. I talked to my sister about it and she suggested I write the dream down and then perhaps it wouldn’t bother me anymore. Instead of not bothering me, it consumed me. I wrote the dream down and then mixed with my imagination it became the premise of &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;The Dream House Visions And Nightmares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;AN:&lt;/span&gt; How many books have you written, Victoria?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;VR:&lt;/span&gt; I have written three novels and two children’s mystery books still pending a publishing house. My favorite is &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;The Dream House Visions And Nightmares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; not only because it is my first novel, but because I think it identifies a group of adults that suffered in silence at the devastating effects of domestic violence during a time when people didn’t have anywhere to turn or anyone to talk to. My hope is that generation that suffered in silence is able to forgive their perpetrators and live fulfilled lives. Letting go of the pain leads to recovery and strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;AN:&lt;/span&gt; The power of words has always amazed me and I think it's terrific you've written a book dealing with these issues. Ok, switching gears! Is there a fave food or ritual you must have or do to get into the writing zone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;VR:&lt;/span&gt; I must have that warm cup of coffee. My husband designed a beautiful open porch and gazebo for me and I love to sit with my coffee, laptop, and dogs and write in the early morning during the spring, summer, and fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;AN:&lt;/span&gt; Now, that sounds very relaxing and muse inspiring! Any advice you'd share with aspiring authors?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;VR:&lt;/span&gt; How about the old High School cheer─Never give up, never give in! Work hard, be determined and take rejection with an open mind. It takes time to find the right publisher for your work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;AN:&lt;/span&gt; Do you have a favorite author?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;VR:&lt;/span&gt; Favorite author is tough because there are so many, but I do have a few questions for Stephen King. I want to know if he sleeps peacefully at night and I want to know if he has any phobias or fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;AN:&lt;/span&gt; Tell me one thing your readers would be surprised to know about you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;VR:&lt;/span&gt; Touching cotton balls gives me the heebie-jeebies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;AN:&lt;/span&gt; LOL . . . now that is surprising! Victoria, thank you for stopping by &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Poetry, Prose and Print&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; today! I wish you continued success in the New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S0ESLjCcBFI/AAAAAAAAAH4/MHDqNOB3sl0/s1600-h/TheDreamHouse_LRG.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422635415924114514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S0ESLjCcBFI/AAAAAAAAAH4/MHDqNOB3sl0/s400/TheDreamHouse_LRG.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Enjoy an Excerpt from &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Dream House Visions and Nightmares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened my eyes and inhaled a deep breath as if I had sucked all the air out of a Macy’s Parade balloon. Once again the house watched me, yearned for me. Motionless, I stood in the middle of the uninhabited street. The eerie quietness made me feel as if I had been swimming and my ears were plugged with water. I felt the dampness on my nightgown, but I couldn’t look down; I knew it would be blood.&lt;br /&gt;Against all my strength─mental and physical─I was helpless in resisting the house’s tremendous pull. As I drew closer, I walked over decomposed human remains, grinding bones into dust beneath my feet. I couldn’t stop myself…I looked down. An ear-piercing scream split my lips as I helplessly watched my blood drain from my body onto the remains below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Dream House Vision and Nightmares&lt;/em&gt; is available now with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.asylettpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Asylett Press&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Dream-House-Visions-Nightmares/dp/1934337641/ref=pd_rhf_p_t_2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;Amazon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt; and Barnes &amp;amp; Noble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn more about Victoria Roder at: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.victoriaroder.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330033;"&gt;www.victoriaroder.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-5256054750253560946?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/5256054750253560946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=5256054750253560946&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/5256054750253560946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/5256054750253560946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2010/01/author-victoria-roder.html' title='Author Victoria Roder!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/S0ESLjCcBFI/AAAAAAAAAH4/MHDqNOB3sl0/s72-c/TheDreamHouse_LRG.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-8694024670017986535</id><published>2009-12-20T16:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T21:23:03.723-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Noble Romance Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winter Kisses'/><title type='text'>Winter Kisses Available Dec. 21st!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/Sy6qtPr3OvI/AAAAAAAAAHo/4-qMYFCJPJM/s1600-h/winterkisses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 258px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417455096054627058" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/Sy6qtPr3OvI/AAAAAAAAAHo/4-qMYFCJPJM/s400/winterkisses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Winter Kisses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; will be available tomorrow! This is &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Noble Romance's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; premiere sweet romance SweetHeart line and I'm thrilled to be a part of it! Don't miss this festive collection of five short stories by authors, Barbara Sheridan, Dena Celeste, G.R. Bretz, Kelly Heckart, and me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Take a moment to view the book trailer and enjoy an excerpt from &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Christmas for Carol&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;below!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;He shoved one hand into his coat, and pulled out a small white box. He held it out to her. “This is for you.”&lt;br /&gt;Carol stared at the beautifully wrapped gift with surprise. “Grant . . . .”&lt;br /&gt;“Just open it.” He flipped on the overhead light. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Her heart hammered as she yanked off the red ribbon, and lifted the box top to reveal an exquisite gold chain with a delicate charm. The little coffee cup sparkled with tiny diamonds. “It’s beautiful!” Carol gasped. “I can’t believe you got me a gift. Thank you. I love it!” On impulse she leaned over to give him a quick kiss, but Grant pulled her in closer. He tasted like cinnamon as he deepened the kiss, brushing his lips slowly across hers. Pulling off her hat, he laced his fingers through her hair, holding her in place as he teased and tasted every inch of her mouth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Carol whimpered, overwhelmed by her need for him. Desire ignited and raged through her body as he caressed her tongue in deliciously deliberate strokes. She raised her hand to touch his beard, loving the way the short hairs tickled her fingers. Her craving for him was undeniable. She wanted to let go and give herself over to the feelings rushing through her as he massaged her scalp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Maybe it was time to let go. Maybe it was time to let her heart feel something other than pain and guilt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;He pulled away, leaving her lips throbbing and tingling. Neither of them spoke for a few seconds, the hum of the heater the only sound in the truck.&lt;br /&gt;Grant stared out the window at the snow falling more heavily on the windshield. “There’s something between us, Carol. Something I’ve never felt before with any woman and I know you feel it, too.”&lt;br /&gt;Carol loosened her scarf, still frazzled from his kiss and her own chaotic emotions.&lt;br /&gt;“I know we’ve only been on one date—“&lt;br /&gt;“Three.” Carol corrected him, blushing when she saw the triumphant look on his face. “I know. I was just checking to see if you were counting our lunch dates. I feel like I already know so much about you and I still want to spend more time with you.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Carol shook her head. “This is crazy. We hardly know each other.”&lt;br /&gt;Grant looked at her. “That’s not true. I know you’re a morning person. I know you like cream and sugar in your coffee. I know you like to wear the color yellow. I know you don’t like to wear a lot of make-up. I know you obsess over tiny details at your job. I know you like to laugh. I know holiday music makes you crazy.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Carol looked at him in shock until she couldn’t see him because of the tears in her eyes again. “Stop. Stop!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Grant grabbed her hand. “I can’t, because I want to know more. I know you’ve been through something tragic and life changing. I understand that, but I have to know if I even have a chance with you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Happy Holidays!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~AN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-830ab00297f3bb1a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D830ab00297f3bb1a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331183542%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7A0BE8904E3CBE8827244F50E7F255C280ECDD0E.186D5680401544B060645784C4F577D46FF2CE51%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D830ab00297f3bb1a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DnHLGdhmC29cR8sLx2yUTShU0pa4&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D830ab00297f3bb1a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331183542%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7A0BE8904E3CBE8827244F50E7F255C280ECDD0E.186D5680401544B060645784C4F577D46FF2CE51%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D830ab00297f3bb1a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DnHLGdhmC29cR8sLx2yUTShU0pa4&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-8694024670017986535?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/8694024670017986535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=8694024670017986535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/8694024670017986535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/8694024670017986535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2009/12/winter-kisses.html' title='Winter Kisses Available Dec. 21st!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/Sy6qtPr3OvI/AAAAAAAAAHo/4-qMYFCJPJM/s72-c/winterkisses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-7782301350554948379</id><published>2009-12-14T19:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T20:01:32.530-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ed Williams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guest Author Interviews'/><title type='text'>Author Ed Williams Stops by Poetry, Prose and Print!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/Sybp1O0f4vI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_zCVYeCtwV8/s1600-h/2Cover_ChristmaSin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415272702680228594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/Sybp1O0f4vI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_zCVYeCtwV8/s400/2Cover_ChristmaSin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;AN&lt;/span&gt;: The holidays are upon us! What do you look forward to the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;EW&lt;/span&gt;: Watching the "&lt;em&gt;Beavis and Butthead Christmas Special&lt;/em&gt;," sippin' eggnog, seein' my daughter and son-in-law, and burning out my eyeballs on college football bowl games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;AN&lt;/span&gt;: Fudge or fruit cake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;EW&lt;/span&gt;: Always fudge! I love it, plus most fruit cake at the most might be usable as foundation material for houses. Oh God, those big, gooey chunks of fruit slapped into that less than scrumptious bread, I'd rather french kiss a porcupine's heiny than eat it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;AN&lt;/span&gt;: Do you make New Year's resolutions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;EW&lt;/span&gt;: Yes - I resolve to ride mega roller coasters, visit Vegas, listen to Bachman-Turner Overdrive, and to enjoy lookin' at good lookin' women. For some strange reason my New Year's resolutions seem to stay pretty static year-to-year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;AN&lt;/span&gt;: When did you realize you wanted to become an author?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;EW&lt;/span&gt;: I never wanted to be an author. Back in 1995 I’d written about 200 pages worth of PG to R-rated stories about my upbringing in Juliette. I just did so as a nostalgic exercise, I never would have thought about a book coming from it, I wouldn’t have had that much nerve to believe in such a thing. What happened was soon after I finished I noticed an ad in our local paper which stated a writer’s group was being formed at my local Barnes and Noble, in fact, its first meeting was just half an hour from when I initially read the article. Seeing that and the fact that they were asking for any aspiring writers who attended to bring some of their writing with them, I went to my computer and printed out a story about my dad and I discovering the local choir leader at our church parked on a dirt road behind our house one evening with one of the ladies in the choir. I guess you could say he was giving her extremely private choiral lessons, just one of these little scandalous-type things that all small towns experience at one point or the other. Anyway, I took this story to the meeting, and out of 70 or so people in attendance I was picked at random to read. I was nervous as all hell, but I began reading, and damned if the people there didn’t seem to like my story. I then went on to meet the director of this writer’s group afterwards, who asked to see my stories. About a year afterwards a small publisher in Dallas, Texas put out my very first book, Sex, Dead Dogs, and Me: The Juliette Journals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;AN&lt;/span&gt;: Today, Ed is here to talk about a hot new release entitled ChristmaSin’ written in the mainstream fiction/humor genre! What's this holiday tale about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;EW&lt;/span&gt;: It’s my attempt to write a realistic rural Southern Christmas novel. I took real events that happened during the Christmas season in Juliette when I was growing up, combined them with a liberal dose of BS, and ended up with this book. Be forewarned that this is realistic, a bit bawdy language and content-wise, but it does end with a decent Christmas message, if I do say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;AN&lt;/span&gt;: What was the inspiration behind the story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;EW&lt;/span&gt;: Mostly the fact that the Southern Christmas stories that I was seeing in print were more like June and Ward Cleaver-type Christmases, and I wanted to write something that was more in line with what I thought the reality was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;AN&lt;/span&gt;: Is writing in the mainstream fiction/humor genre your favorite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;EW&lt;/span&gt;: Depends on what I’m writing at the moment. I never stay in one place very long at anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;AN&lt;/span&gt;: You’ve written 3 books. Can you tell me if there is a personal favorite and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;EW&lt;/span&gt;: That’s easy - my second book, Rough As A Cob: More From the Juliette Journals. It has a chapter in it detailing how me and my two best friends got to meet Bachman-Turner Overdrive, one of our favorite bands from our high school years. We went on this big road trip in order to meet them all at a concert, and couldn’t have had a better, or wilder time. That one story alone will always make that particular book stand out to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;AN&lt;/span&gt;: Any advice you would like to share with aspiring authors?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;EW&lt;/span&gt;: Write about what you want to write about, and don’t worry much about genres or what’s hot at the moment. Write what you feel something about, because it will translate to your pages well. Create your own genre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;AN&lt;/span&gt;: Tell me one thing your readers would be surprised to know about you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;EW&lt;/span&gt;: That I have a painting of the Georgia Tech Yellow Jacket logo on one of my molars, my dentist is a huge Tech fan (as am I) and had an artist friend paint it on there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;AN&lt;/span&gt;: Wow! That is a surprise! Ed, thank you so much for stopping by Poetry, Prose and Print and Happy Holidays! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;ChristmaSin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is available now with &lt;em&gt;Champagne Books!&lt;/em&gt; Get your copy just in time for the holidays &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.champagnebooks.com/books/index.php?main_page=index&amp;amp;manufacturers_id=82&amp;amp;zenid=ec80b2105439741910d49c49233b2386"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find out more about &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ed Williams&lt;/span&gt; here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ed-williams.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;www.ed-williams.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.christmasinthebook.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;www.ChristmasinTheBook.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and elwiii.gather.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Enjoy a sneak peek of ChristmaSin' below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walk back into the house is a lot longer on account of toting this heavy-ass wood, and by the time we both get inside, we are hassling pretty hard. Ed Jr. turns, looks at us, laughs, and then tells us that he is going to recite an old Christmas poem for us that he’d heard many years ago. We know that it is going to be good, when he tells us to sort of listen out for Mama, and that if she happens to come into the room, mum’s the word. Once we all understand the ground rules, my dad clears his throat and recites this tender rhyme for us: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa’s outfit is red and white, it’s all that he has, but it fits just right, his boots are black, his balls are blue, being cold all night does that to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has a doll for Cindy, a dog for Fred, and a New Orleans woman, sittin’ in his sled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He laughs so jolly, never sad nor whiny, now he’s off in his sleigh, to hone some Louisiana heiny&lt;/em&gt;.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-7782301350554948379?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7782301350554948379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=7782301350554948379&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/7782301350554948379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/7782301350554948379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2009/12/author-ed-williams-stops-by-poetry.html' title='Author Ed Williams Stops by Poetry, Prose and Print!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/Sybp1O0f4vI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_zCVYeCtwV8/s72-c/2Cover_ChristmaSin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-8188717059998004345</id><published>2009-12-09T23:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T23:54:31.074-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AN musings'/><title type='text'>Social Networking as a Non-Social Butterfly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/SyCMcNbT_uI/AAAAAAAAAHY/MTDYU-5sRns/s1600-h/butterflies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 255px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413481168367779554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/SyCMcNbT_uI/AAAAAAAAAHY/MTDYU-5sRns/s400/butterflies.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll admit that I am not by nature a social butterfly. I've always been content observing than garnering attention. In fact the only time I truly feel comfortable center stage is with a mic in my hand seconds before I sing my first note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a newbie author and even before I got my first contract, I realized I was going to have to connect with other writers and potential readers. I wasn't sure how to do it or where to begin. So, I started with the basics. I joined Facebook, MySpace, Twitter, and a host of other social networks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started joining groups of readers and authors interested in writing and romance novels. I began sending out friend requests to authors I admired and authors I didn't know. By connecting with authors already in the biz I discovered publishers, writing resources, promotional links, and writer/reader groups that I wouldn't have known existed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've learned as a newbie author is that you have to put yourself out there. Connecting with like-minded published and unpublished authors inspired and motivated me to keep writing. I've 'met' many wonderful writers willing to offer advice while welcoming me into the strange, often isolated world of writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Social networking helped me get my very first contract and there's a good chance it could do the same for you. So, whether you are a social butterfly or a not . . . spread your wings and connect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-8188717059998004345?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/8188717059998004345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=8188717059998004345&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/8188717059998004345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/8188717059998004345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2009/12/ill-admit-that-i-am-not-by-nature.html' title='Social Networking as a Non-Social Butterfly'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/SyCMcNbT_uI/AAAAAAAAAHY/MTDYU-5sRns/s72-c/butterflies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-2761463740281060984</id><published>2009-11-30T23:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T00:34:31.893-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sandra Sookoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guest Author Interviews'/><title type='text'>Not Just Make Believe by Sandra Sookoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/SxSv_cLBrKI/AAAAAAAAAGw/14uB9dOgpMw/s1600/NotJustMakeBelieveCoverArt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410142556807867554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/SxSv_cLBrKI/AAAAAAAAAGw/14uB9dOgpMw/s400/NotJustMakeBelieveCoverArt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/SxSvm60p1CI/AAAAAAAAAGg/mIkPnMyDDis/s1600/NotJustMakeBelieveCoverArt.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AN: Today, I'm welcoming Sandra Sookoo! First things first . . . why write romance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;: I love the happily ever after (or happily for now). I love seeing how characters have to work together in order to achieve that, all the while battling constant interruptions and life’s ills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN: When did you realize you wanted to be an author?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;: When I realized that being a cake decorator was not in my future LOL That’s what I wanted to be as a ten-year-old. A cake decorator or a writer. Since cake’s are beyond me and I have an affinity for telling a story, guess which one I picked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN: How long did it take for you to become published and how did you deal with the challenges?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;: It took about a year of trying, failing and getting up again. I say this often in interviews. Just because you’ve written a book does not mean you’ve written a book. LOL There is much to learn about the craft of writing. I can’t wait to see what else I’ll learn during the course of my career.&lt;br /&gt;Remember that rejections are a part of it. You’ll get them—even after you’ve been published. Give yourself a day to dwell then move on. Keep writing. That’s the key to dealing with it. It may seem like you’ll never reach that publishing goal, but if you keep at it, someone will say yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN: Well, I’m sure readers everywhere are glad you held on to your dream to become an author! Sandra has a cute, uplifting new release entitled &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Not Just Make Believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, written in the contemporary romance genre! Share a little bit about this holiday treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;: This book is about an assistant manager at a hotel, Andie, who suddenly experiences a change in her job description when she’s told to be a temporary nanny to a strong-willed nine-year-old. The trouble is, the child’s guardian, Max is a stockbroker dealing with the sadness and the fact he survived 9/11. Even though Andie doesn’t know much about rearing children, she knows that Max and Piper need to reconnect and understand each other because they’re family. Somewhere in the mix, Andie falls for Max and well the ending will surprise you…you’ll have to read the book to see why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN: Wow! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Not Just Make Believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; sounds like a fantastic story with a heartwarming message just in time for the holidays! What was the inspiration behind this book?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;: Actually, my niece Jessica inspired this story. When she was about the age that Piper is in the book, she said “I think you should write a story about a girl who lives in a hotel.” So, I thought about it, put my own spin on it, dumped the whole story into a romance and set it at Christmastime. Awesome, no? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Actually, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Not Just Make Believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; had two previous titles before this one was selected. It’s been a long road for publication with this story, but I’m beyond thrilled that &lt;a href="http://stores.desertbreezepublishing.com/StoreFront.bok"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Desert Breeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/a&gt;picked it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN: You’ve written a lot of books. Can you tell me if there is a personal favorite and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;: Hmm, personal favorite? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Not Just Make Believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is a front runner. Two others would be a sci-fi novella that will come out next fall or a pirate novella that will come out in the spring.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, there are stories that really stick with me. I’ll read through them and be amazed that I actually wrote those words. The characters are strong or quirky and I really had a great time writing their book. That’s one of the things I love about writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN: Do you have favorite food or ritual that helps you get in the zone to write?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;: Nope. Sometimes I’ll have the TV on in the background just for noise. Rarely do I listen to music—unless I’m writing a particularly hard love scene. Sometimes, I’ll listen to upbeat love songs to get me pumped to write. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The trick is to just sit your butt down and write. Chocolate helps though…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN: You’ve found a time machine that would allow you to pick one author from our literary past to have lunch and talk shop. Who would it be and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;: Mark Twain. He pushed the envelope and wrote about real life, not matter that it might have been uncomfortable for his contemporaries. Oh wait, his books are still uncomfortable for people today. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN: You been invited to lunch to talk shop with your favorite author of today. Who would it be and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;: That one’s a tough call. There are many authors I like, but to pick one? I can’t do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN: What's the one thing you’d like to share with aspiring authors that you wished you had of known at the beginning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;: First, don’t give up. Ever. Second, 90 percent of what people tell you is wrong. Don’t listen to the noise. Listen to what your heart tells you. Write what you love and don’t follow trends. They’ll do nothing for you and you’ll always be a dollar short. Third, keep writing, no matter what. It only takes one yes to break through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN: Tell me one thing your readers would be surprised to know about you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;: Well, there was this one time when I…oh, but wait. I think it’s privileged information and I’m saving that story for Oprah! LOL&lt;br /&gt;All kidding aside, I’m a reader and a writer. I love to bake when I’m stuck in a story. I love Disney and my husband. Everything else, well, you’ll just have to wait and find out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN: Sandra, thank you so much for stopping by &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Poetry, Prose and Print&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; today! I can't wait to read &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not Just Make Believe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; which is available &lt;strong&gt;today&lt;/strong&gt;! Happy release day and I wish you all the best with this book and others to come! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get your copy &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://stores.desertbreezepublishing.com/-strse-37/Not-Just-Make-Believe/Detail.bok"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Find out more about Sandra at: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sandrasookoo.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.sandrasookoo.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://sandrasookoo.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://sandrasookoo.wordpress.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enjoy the sneak peek below!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A thoughtful expression crossed Max's features as the elevator doors opened at the ping on the appropriate floor. "Andrea, I believe I owe you an apology for teasing you yesterday as well as a thank you for your excellent care of Piper."&lt;br /&gt;As my Great Aunt Sadie used to say… "You bet your sweet bippie you do!"&lt;br /&gt;What I said was, "I'm just doing my job. I hope she's back to her devilish self." Before I could get off the elevator, Max hit the Close Door button. "What are you doing? That's my floor." Oh my Lord, he was a stalker! Howie would be surprised when he found out he had been duped by the rich and famous. I could just see the headline now: Up and coming assistant hotel manager stalked and killed by a notable mover and shaker. Charges won't be sought…&lt;br /&gt;"You're going to dinner with me this evening." It was a statement. He punched the illuminated button for the Lobby and we proceeded downward.&lt;br /&gt;"Thanks for the invite, but I couldn't possibly accept. It's against company policy to accept gifts from clients. Not to mention, I just got off work and my clothes smell like the monkey house at the zoo."&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask how I knew this. It's not a flattering story for me or the monkey.&lt;br /&gt;A glance down at my outfit confirmed my description. Rumpled black skirt, white button down shirt with a yellow stain over my left boob--I have no idea what it was-- and black heels. Not exactly the outfit of the dining elite. That is to say if I were actually going to dinner with him, which I was most definitely not.&lt;br /&gt;When the elevator doors slid open at the Lobby, I quickly hit the seventh floor button and the doors swung closed again. Good thing we were the only ones in the car or else I would surely be in trouble. I could just hear the lecture Howie would heap upon my head. He would probably give it in front of all the staff, just to make an impression.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, he would!&lt;br /&gt;The elevator cars are not for your own personal amusement. I snickered as my eyes slid to Max. My idea of personal enjoyment would include a can of whipped cream and a bare-chested Max…With a start, I realized he was talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;"Andrea, listen, I'll clear it with Howard. You can go as a personal favor to me." He smiled cordially to the people waiting on the seventh floor as the doors swung open. "I'm sorry, but there seems to be an issue in this car. Would you mind waiting on the second one?"&lt;br /&gt;I rolled my eyes when the women tittered and nodded and the men grumbled but agreed.&lt;br /&gt;With a look of triumph, Max hit the Lobby button. He was already taking out his cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;What nerve this guy had! Who did he think he was? I felt my blood pressure start to rise. I had already worked a nine-hour day, which had been chock full of complaining customers and a dog that had piddled on one of the sofa cushions in the Lobby. Yeah, the Stansbury had that mythical anti-pet policy but the same fussy woman kept bringing her stupid dog and Howard kept letting her stay.&lt;br /&gt;Now I had to deal with a man who apparently thought that he was God.&lt;br /&gt;Stop the world, I want to get off!&lt;br /&gt;How about if I just grew a backbone and put a stop to all of this right now? After this little pep talk to myself, I hit the seventh floor button again as we arrived at the Lobby. "Absolutely not! I'm going to relax in my room, order room service, and watch mindless television for the rest of the night." I grinned at the surprise on his face. "Oh, did you think you were the only one who lived here? It's part of my benefits package. At least I don't have to pay rent."&lt;br /&gt;"Very efficient."&lt;br /&gt;I glanced up at the humor in his voice and was immediately irritated. To top it all off, he had dimples when he smiled. Once again, I was the head float in my own freak parade.&lt;br /&gt;"I'll take care of it, Andrea." He punched the Lobby button and gave me a commanding glance that clearly said stay put. "I would really like to have dinner with you. That's all."&lt;br /&gt;That was the last straw. "There are other people in the world, you know. We don't all kowtow to your every whim." I hit the lighted seven button.&lt;br /&gt;Up we went.&lt;br /&gt;Max hit the Lobby button, determined to win in the battle of wills.&lt;br /&gt;My fingers curled into fists until my nails bit into my palms. "You're not listening to me." Without thinking, I methodically hit every single button on the panel, until all the little numbered circles were lit up. I gritted my teeth and tried to regulate my breathing, but when my eyes met Max's dark gaze, a tiny flame of desire flared in my gut. This was not a good sign.&lt;br /&gt;Two things happened simultaneously.&lt;br /&gt;First off, the elevator car shuddered to a violent stop somewhere between the tenth and Penthouse floors, throwing me against Max. Second, I guess Max chose that opportunity to completely lose his mind. Before I could do much more than blink at him in surprise, his arms snaked around my waist, and he kissed me. There's no other way to tell the story. Not a swift peck on the cheek, grandma-style. It was one of those old-fashioned curl-your-toes kinds of kisses that you would see on old movies where the heroine pops her foot up behind her. Max's lips covered mine with a warm pressure that was gentle and insistent. Shivers of excitement raced up my spine when his fingers traced circles on my back.&lt;br /&gt;My traitorous body decided he was non-threatening after all and started to press itself up against the solid mass that was Max. Before I could analyze why butterflies stirred in my stomach, the moment was over.&lt;br /&gt;As first kisses go, it was quite delicious. But, my foot did not pop.&lt;br /&gt;In case you were wondering. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-2761463740281060984?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2761463740281060984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=2761463740281060984&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/2761463740281060984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/2761463740281060984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2009/11/not-just-make-believe-by-sandra-sookoo.html' title='Not Just Make Believe by Sandra Sookoo'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/SxSv_cLBrKI/AAAAAAAAAGw/14uB9dOgpMw/s72-c/NotJustMakeBelieveCoverArt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-7028305122479900534</id><published>2009-11-30T22:12:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T00:23:18.760-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AN musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Guest Author Interviews'/><title type='text'>Guest Authors Blogging at PPP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/SxSemTza2OI/AAAAAAAAAGY/6nvqNyN6gyA/s1600/coffeebreak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410123433366968546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/SxSemTza2OI/AAAAAAAAAGY/6nvqNyN6gyA/s320/coffeebreak.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm very excited to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;announce &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Poetry, Prose, and Print&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;will be interviewing and welcoming many authors to share their own journey to publication and dish about upcoming releases! Look for the first interview tomorrow with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sandrasookoo.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sandra Sookoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sandra may not know it, but she encouraged me before I even had a contract to keep writing and not give up on my dream of being published. I could always count on seeing her 'status' about writing or editing. Her commitment to writing has been an inspiration to me. I'm thankful to have 'met' her through social networking and I'm happy to have her as my first featured author! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(photo courtesy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sxc.hu/profile/lusi"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;lusi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-7028305122479900534?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7028305122479900534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=7028305122479900534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/7028305122479900534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/7028305122479900534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2009/11/guest-authors-blogging-at-ppp.html' title='Guest Authors Blogging at PPP!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/SxSemTza2OI/AAAAAAAAAGY/6nvqNyN6gyA/s72-c/coffeebreak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-3070514538914866959</id><published>2009-11-19T13:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T00:23:48.355-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Waiting and Writing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Around the beginning of October, I submitted my first completed manuscript. This YA novel will always hold a special place in my heart no matter what happens in NY. This was the baby that made it all clear to me that writing was what I was born to do besides sing. After almost two years in the making, two hundred and seventy-eight pages, countless rewrites and one busted computer later (it fell to the ground right when I could see the ending in sight), I shipped it off. I felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders as soon as I did, but then a few days later the weight was back and stronger than ever before. I got the email asking for the entire work and I rejoiced, but now I'm back to biting my nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What if I missed the mark with my target audience? What if I shipped it off to the wrong editor? And then the big one question … what if my novel is rejected? Literally, a million questions go through your mind. I know writers face rejection and what truly matters in the end is if you keep trying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I get that, but looking out for every email or envelope in the mail is very, very hard! I haven't shared the details about my YA novel because I almost think it could jinx things. Crazy, I know and I'll admit to being just a little bit crazy. I was up to two in the morning thinking my writing and this book and what I would do if it is or doesn't get picked up. I know for sure I will resubmit and pull all of my hair out (that's a lot of hair)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Once I was released from Mia's story, all the other characters that have been swirling around in my head began pushing and shoving to make it out next. I love short stories a lot as a reader and definitely as a writer. There is nothing like creating a tale in a week or less and enjoying the sweet success of completing a story. Waiting for word is tough, but becoming published in the meanwhile with my other short stories has helped. I can do nothing but wait and write and try not to wonder every few hours about all the 'what if's'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was pleasantly surprised to read the blog post of an editor turned author that finally submitted his own manuscript and discovered what it was like on the other side. His story is worth reading and you can find it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.nathanbransford.com/2009/11/waiting-is-worst-part.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+NathanBransford+%28Nathan+Bransford+-+Literary+Agent%29"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-3070514538914866959?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3070514538914866959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=3070514538914866959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/3070514538914866959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/3070514538914866959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2009/11/waiting-and-writing.html' title='Waiting and Writing'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-8264773934974269386</id><published>2009-11-14T21:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T23:43:38.816-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='website'/><title type='text'>I'm live!  Introducing www.angelanichelle.com!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/Sv97ioXH2eI/AAAAAAAAAD4/XbuFihLs04s/s1600-h/angelanichelle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/Sv97ioXH2eI/AAAAAAAAAD4/XbuFihLs04s/s320/angelanichelle.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Check out&amp;nbsp;my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.angelanichelle.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;to find out more information about upcoming releases and what drives me to write the stories that I do.&amp;nbsp; I am so happy with the site and&amp;nbsp;my talented&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.genesis07.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt; for working with me to create a beautiful, user-friendly website!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-8264773934974269386?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/8264773934974269386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=8264773934974269386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/8264773934974269386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/8264773934974269386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-live-introducing-wwwangelanichelleco.html' title='I&apos;m live!  Introducing www.angelanichelle.com!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/Sv97ioXH2eI/AAAAAAAAAD4/XbuFihLs04s/s72-c/angelanichelle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-3695087084805982245</id><published>2009-11-10T23:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T21:24:07.333-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Noble Romance Publishing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winter Kisses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Christmas for Carol'/><title type='text'>Release Date!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(106, 168, 79);"&gt;Just in time for the holidays!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt;A Christmas for Carol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(106, 168, 79);"&gt;will be released on December 21st with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.nobleromance.com/"&gt;Noble Romance Publishing&lt;/a&gt;!  &lt;span style="color: rgb(106, 168, 79);"&gt;This will be the first sweet romance anthology for NRP and I'm very excited to have my short story selected for this special debut.  This will be my first published work under my penname &lt;em&gt;Angela Nichelle&lt;/em&gt;.  I decided to use my middle name for all of my sweet romance and YA books in the future.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(147, 196, 125);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(106, 168, 79);"&gt;One of my favorite movies of the holiday season is&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Christmas Carol, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(106, 168, 79);"&gt;the timeless story about a man that has lost his love and joy for everything in life besides making money.  The concept of losing your heart, struggling to trust in love and getting a nudge from the other side sparked the inspiration for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(116, 27, 71);"&gt; &lt;em&gt;A Christmas for Carol.&lt;/em&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(106, 168, 79);font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;My story revolves around a beautiful young woman who's not crotchety like Scrooge, but has closed herself off to love just the same.  She's experienced the worst kind of loss and believes her fragile heart can never recover.  But holiday magic is in the air and so is a second chance at love for my sassy heroine! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(106, 168, 79);font-family:Georgia;" &gt;I will be sharing a blurb and a sneak peek at the cover soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-3695087084805982245?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3695087084805982245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=3695087084805982245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/3695087084805982245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/3695087084805982245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2009/11/release-date.html' title='Release Date!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-8985314548360783519</id><published>2009-11-02T20:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T21:14:01.920-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Manuscript Received!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today, I got the postcard from &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Kimani Tru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; confirming that they had indeed received my full manuscript as requested. I still can't believe that almost two years ago I got serious about my writing and committed myself to finishing Mia's story. This has been such an amazing year for me in the sense that I finally decided to follow my dream of becoming an author no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With two young kids and a million distractions as a mother and wife, I finished not just the manuscript that's being reviewed in New York, but three other short stories. I've been offered a contract for two of those stories and I'm waiting to hear about the third. I'm thrilled! I'm humbled and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all have different dreams and some of them we reach for and others we just daydream about. All of us change through life as we grow older and experience new things and often times our dreams shift with us, but the core of your dream usually remains the same. It's the part of you that's truly &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; without the programmed fears and self-conscious hang-ups. For me, being creative is what makes me feel alive. Whether it's with my music or writing, I just feel like I'm the most connected with myself and the world when I'm in one of those two worlds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year is almost over, but I've learned so much about myself and what I'm capable of doing when I'm fully committed. What's your dream? Are you fully committed to it or is it just a daydream that seems impossible to grasp? Don't listen to those around you or the voices in your head that would have you to believe you can't do whatever your heart desires. You can because whatever your dream is...is a part of &lt;em&gt;who you truly are&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;Be you...be brilliant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-8985314548360783519?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/8985314548360783519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=8985314548360783519&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/8985314548360783519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/8985314548360783519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2009/11/manuscript-received.html' title='Manuscript Received!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-3936447094126932857</id><published>2009-10-21T17:56:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T21:14:57.924-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WordHustler'/><title type='text'>Great Resource!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have to spread the word about a fantastic site that helps take the time and energy out of submitting your work. Ever heard of &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://wordhustlerink.wordhustler.com/about-us/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WordHustler&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;?&lt;/em&gt; This genius site has a wealth of information from finding the perfect query letter to in-depth interviews with authors, agents, editors already in the business. If you have work that is ready to submit, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;WordHustler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; can make sure it gets delivered to the right person. They will even track how many submissions you have out and let you know how long you've been waiting for a response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After working so long on my first manuscript, I was nervous about using &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;WordHustler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I read reviews and testimonials and played around with the site before actually submitting my work for them to ship for me. As a novice to the industry, it was wonderful using &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;WordHustler's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;database to see thousands of markets I hadn't even thought of submitting work to. Prices are responsible and the customer service rocks! Seriously, I had a question and the gentleman helping me was competent and friendly sticking with me via email until I understood exactly what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hooked! Using &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;WordHustler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, I can easily locate the right fit for my work. I've learned great tips on submitting to the markets and agents I'm interested in. Take a look at their site and I am positive you will want to use this amazing resource!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-3936447094126932857?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/3936447094126932857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=3936447094126932857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/3936447094126932857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/3936447094126932857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2009/10/great-resource.html' title='Great Resource!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-4302809922839949171</id><published>2009-10-12T10:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T21:24:57.694-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Believing in Your Gifts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(147, 196, 125);font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’ve always loved three things in my life: reading, writing and singing. But it’s taken me a long time to realize that writing and singing were my gifts. It’s not that I wasn’t told that they were or that in the back of my mind I didn’t know…the truth was I didn’t believe I was good enough to do either. It didn’t matter how well I sang or how many times someone told me how much they enjoyed my performance because deep down I never really believed them. I wonder sometimes what I would have done differently with my music in school if fear hadn’t held me back.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(147, 196, 125);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(147, 196, 125);font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;The same went with my writing that began at an early age. I remember getting my first journal and I believe my love affair with words started then. I moved on to stories, plays and poems that I’d scribble into notebook after notebook for only me to read. I was too scared to share any of it with anyone. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(147, 196, 125);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(147, 196, 125);font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;In college, I started sharing some of my poems and I can remember being told that I should pursue writing. I thought, “Who would want to read some of my stuff?” I focused on my music, but writing always popped up in creating songs and crafting poetry to express myself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(147, 196, 125);font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, almost ten years later, I understand that you have to &lt;em&gt;believe&lt;/em&gt; in your gifts to really soar with them. You have to let go of your fear to let your gifts grow. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(147, 196, 125);font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(147, 196, 125);font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’m not saying that I don’t still have off days as a writer, but I finally believe that…&lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;I AM A WRITER&lt;/span&gt;. That’s huge. I got serious about becoming a published author about a year and half ago and now within the last month I’ve been offered a contract for one of my short stories and asked to send in my full manuscript for my YA novel. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(147, 196, 125);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(147, 196, 125);font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Validation does encourage the spirit, but you still have to know within your being that &lt;em&gt;you are&lt;/em&gt; your gift to achieve any amount of success. Success is usually based on status and money, but I truly think it should be measured in realizing your gifts and honing your talent to share and enrich other lives no matter what the calling!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-4302809922839949171?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4302809922839949171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=4302809922839949171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/4302809922839949171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/4302809922839949171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2009/10/believing-in-your-gifts.html' title='Believing in Your Gifts'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-8658048274365293136</id><published>2009-09-21T21:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T21:18:52.645-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing contracts'/><title type='text'>Yippee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Over the weekend I got my first writing contract! It still doesn't seem real. I keep reading the contract in disbelief. This contract is for one of my shorter stories, but now my foot is in the door. I know none of it would have happened this soon without a connection I made on FB.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The validation the contract brings me as a writer is huge. I am more driven to write. I have so many stories to tell and all I need is the time to do it. That's the tricky part as a mom.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I also submitted the first three chapters of my YA novel. I was so nervous shipping it off, but I couldn't hold onto the manuscript forever. At some point after all the revisions and polishing...you've gotta let it go. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, I have to wait and see what happens.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After my surprise this weekend I feel optimistic!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-8658048274365293136?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/8658048274365293136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=8658048274365293136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/8658048274365293136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/8658048274365293136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2009/09/yippee.html' title='Yippee!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-4312700788545097012</id><published>2009-09-19T10:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T21:20:33.798-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='submissions'/><title type='text'>One Submission Sent!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last night I submitted one of my short stories. My husband inspired the idea for the fairytale. I was amazed at how fast this story came together. I dreamed about the plot and saw the characters in my head daily. I love fairytales and anything magical, especially when romance is thrown in the mix. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I sent the submission off into cyberspace, feeling nervous and excited. Finally, something I’ve worked on was ready to ship off. Hopefully, the editors will have as much fun reading the story as I had writing it. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now, I will return my focus to my YA novel. I am determined to finish polishing the entire manuscript and at least ship off the first three chapters this weekend.&amp;nbsp; The characters in my head wake me up in the morning and keep me up at night. Oh, how I love writing!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-4312700788545097012?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4312700788545097012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=4312700788545097012&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/4312700788545097012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/4312700788545097012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-submission-sent.html' title='One Submission Sent!'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-7541807215217260097</id><published>2009-09-11T21:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T21:21:21.831-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='queries'/><title type='text'>Weary Query</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After looking at many different query models, I finally worked up my courage to write my own. The synopsis was harder to pen, but I still found myself spending several hours and a couple of days rereading my query, in an effort to capture the right tone and flair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The query is your first shot at getting your foot in the door. That's a lot of pressure! It's more than a little nerve-racking trying to convey my hopes as a writer, my ambitions as an author and sell what I believe is a great book in just a few short paragraphs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow you are supposed to entice, impress and encourage the editor to take a look at your manuscript. Did I achieve my goals? Will my query get me through the elusive doors of the publishing house I desire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time will tell.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-7541807215217260097?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7541807215217260097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=7541807215217260097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/7541807215217260097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/7541807215217260097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2009/09/weary-query.html' title='Weary Query'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-4586311591122567238</id><published>2009-08-27T18:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T21:25:42.693-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='synopsis'/><title type='text'>Synopsis Anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(147, 196, 125);font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everything that I've read or heard about writing a good synopsis is true. Trying to compress almost three hundred pages of material into a few pages is quite difficult. There's a lot of advice online on how to write a synopsis, but some of the things I've read seem unclear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, how many pages it should be. Should it be single or double spaced? Should I open with a question or a funny hook? The more information I read about creating a stellar synopsis, the more confusing the process seemed. I know what the objective of the synopsis should be, but I still haven't quite gotten it down on the paper the way I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is much harder than writing the actual book, but I'm going to keep at it until something jumps off the page that captures the life and essence of my novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-4586311591122567238?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4586311591122567238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=4586311591122567238&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/4586311591122567238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/4586311591122567238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2009/08/synopsis-anyone.html' title='Synopsis Anyone?'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-4428911074739537911</id><published>2009-08-25T20:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T21:22:51.984-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Staying Focused</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A month ago, I was celebrating the fact that my first manuscript was finished...or so I thought. After rereading it for the third time and hearing feedback from a couple of trusted friends, I realized I wasn't yet done. My work needed more work. My story was lacking enough tension or drama to keep things popping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit the feedback I got was great, but it made me feel a little discouraged. I was done! I wanted to be done, but I also wanted a really great story that the reader would enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to write a super positive story for young adults to enjoy, but I forgot that too much feel good reading leaves the reader bored. You need drama for good drama. I knew this, but somehow I still missed my mark. So, I went back through and rewrote several scenes and made the nemesis in my story a real stinker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With thirty more pages added to the end of my book, I truly think I've created a story that will not only be positive, but has enough drama to keep the reader guessing up until the ending. I'm staring at my manuscript and trying to prepare my brain for rereading this story for the umpteenth time. This I hope will be the final run through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next phase is even more arduous...finding an agent or submitting on my own to the publisher. I'm still not sure which way to go. So many questions and it feels like I'm fumbling in the dark, but I have to believe that I will hit that ray of light that will push me through the door.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-4428911074739537911?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/4428911074739537911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=4428911074739537911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/4428911074739537911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/4428911074739537911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2009/08/staying-focused.html' title='Staying Focused'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-2223414183024546798</id><published>2009-05-24T21:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T21:30:50.388-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Our Shattered Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/ShoAvaSgI7I/AAAAAAAAABg/dLOdk0YeoDs/s1600-h/730668_bleeding_rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339581122711921586" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/ShoAvaSgI7I/AAAAAAAAABg/dLOdk0YeoDs/s320/730668_bleeding_rose.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 66px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 100px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shards of you cutting into me&lt;br /&gt;Distorted reflections of us looking back at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when we used to be&lt;br /&gt;So happy&lt;br /&gt;Just you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long walks together sharing our thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Time spent together never enough&lt;br /&gt;Now look at us falling apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shards of us cutting into me&lt;br /&gt;Crimson red rivulets bleeding freely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wounds that won’t close&lt;br /&gt;Gape open and wide&lt;br /&gt;My weary bandages can no longer hide&lt;br /&gt;Shards of you cutting into me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This poem is dedicated to anyone that has experienced true heartbreak, true disillusionment with the one you love. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I believe in the power of love and the strength that it takes to love someone else in a relationship, but I admire the true strength it takes to love yourself enough to walk away from love that hurts, love that doesn't uplift, love that is destructive.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-2223414183024546798?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/2223414183024546798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=2223414183024546798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/2223414183024546798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/2223414183024546798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-shattered-love.html' title='Our Shattered Love'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/ShoAvaSgI7I/AAAAAAAAABg/dLOdk0YeoDs/s72-c/730668_bleeding_rose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-103780876708805559</id><published>2009-05-24T20:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T21:25:52.322-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='encouragement'/><title type='text'>Slow and Steady Editing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boy, I have the manuscript done, but I know I still have to go through and reread and edit. In some ways I love this process, because it's liking seeing a beautiful picture that just needs added highlights or a splash of color here or there to bring the piece alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, editing is slow and tedious process. Try to hurry and you are just skimming the words, not truly grasping what you are reading or what you really intended your character to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it has to be done when you mind is clear and your thoughts are focused on what you were really trying to impart in the written words on the page.&amp;nbsp; Only &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;forty&lt;/span&gt; pages in and I am feeling a bit discouraged, because I so want to get to the next step of this process, but I know I can't rush this either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am love seeing the characters that I've created come alive with the dialogue or fall flat. This is my chance to rework and rewrite until it shines and I truly want it to sparkle.&amp;nbsp; So, I will take my time and pray that this process doesn't take half as long as I think and that it brings forth a story worthy of readers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-103780876708805559?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/103780876708805559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=103780876708805559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/103780876708805559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/103780876708805559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2009/05/editing-and-exhaustion.html' title='Slow and Steady Editing'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-8801879679028010539</id><published>2009-05-14T20:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T21:27:08.264-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One step down, two, three, four more to go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's finally done. It took almost a year to complete, but tonight I printed out my first completed manuscript. At the halfway point I printed it out and was amazed with my efforts at that stage, but this is something different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just seeing the printed reality of so much hard work, late nights, and wondering if I would ever get to this point, makes this a night for celebration.&lt;br /&gt;The weight of the manuscript in my hands made me smile. I can't believe that I actually typed all of those words. I know I want to be an author. I believe I have many wonderful stories to tell and now the first one is sitting next to me waiting for the next step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60,252 words, 231 pages to be exact. It's a miracle...no it's my hard work. I want to scream at the top of my lungs, "I Finished It! I Finished It!" Yet, it isn't over yet. I still have to go through and edit for a fourth time, maybe a fifth time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the scary part comes in. Giving it to other people that I know and a couple I don't to read and critique. Will they enjoy my story? Will they turn the pages in anticipation of what is coming next? Will they be able to give me constructive criticism that will make my book even better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the most important and scariest question remains: What if they hate it? The butterflies in my stomach are fluttering around even now at just the thought of failing to please as a writer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to celebrate phase one, but I know it's just the beginning of this journey. In the beginning when I had less than 5,ooo words, I thought the hard part would be getting to 60,000 words or two hundred pages. Now, I believe the most difficult challenges lay ahead. I will dwell on that tomorrow...right now I celebrate with a glass of wine!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-8801879679028010539?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/8801879679028010539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=8801879679028010539&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/8801879679028010539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/8801879679028010539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-step-down-two-three-four-more-to-go.html' title='One step down, two, three, four more to go?'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-7651898536206414551</id><published>2009-05-11T16:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T21:27:47.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Creative...Despite Interruptions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of the hardest things about being a writer is finding the right time and moment of creativity to put the scenes playing out in your head on paper. The challenge for me is doing that with the distractions that come along with being a SAHM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days I wake up and know exactly what I want to write and I come to the computer rearing to go, my fingers rushing over the keys to get the scenes down, while every two minutes one of my little darlings are calling my name. Talk about frustrating. Interruptions disrupt the flow of creative writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other days I stare at the screen trying to figure out what or where to go next with the dialogue. But what is the most annoying for me is having an idea of what I want to write and waiting for those snatches of minutes to get it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it happens and other times I find myself looking at the clock after the kids are in bed and I think.."I'm mentally whipped." My last creative thought escaped out of my head three tantrums ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said there is nothing for me besides singing that is as exciting as finishing a scene and seeing the characters coming alive on screen. Creating is so much fun and keeps me sane in the insane world of toddler speak and preschooler questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to writing...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-7651898536206414551?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/7651898536206414551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=7651898536206414551&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/7651898536206414551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/7651898536206414551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2009/05/getting-creativedespite-interruptions.html' title='Getting Creative...Despite Interruptions'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-9174559826956781521</id><published>2009-05-07T16:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T22:28:34.937-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poetry'/><title type='text'>Beauty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/SgNbDknnVsI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AamK8LVI9qM/s1600-h/1020051_classical_dance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333206500664366786" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/SgNbDknnVsI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AamK8LVI9qM/s320/1020051_classical_dance.jpg" style="display: block; height: 193px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 178px;" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sable skin so silky smooth&lt;br /&gt;Luscious lips&lt;br /&gt;Cinnamon hued&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curvy&lt;br /&gt;Thick&lt;br /&gt;Ebony sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fabulously full figured&lt;br /&gt;Beauty head to feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regal sashay&lt;br /&gt;Crown of curly coils&lt;br /&gt;Eyes follow me&lt;br /&gt;As if I pose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embrace me&lt;br /&gt;Adore me&lt;br /&gt;For I am righteously designed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am Beauty&lt;br /&gt;Simply Divine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(147, 196, 125);font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;This poem flowed one morning after I had finished untwisting my natural hair. I stood back in the mirror and felt 100% beautiful. Like most women, I've struggled with loving the reflection in the mirror and even now the mirror I believe mocks me some days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a black woman I can admit that I have struggled all my life to embrace what is me. My skin, my now natural hair, my thickness, and even my behind. It has been an arduous process. A tearful journey to arrive where I am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving me, all of me, because that's is how God made me. Yes, I still want to lose the last of the baby fat and yes I still turn around and ask the silent question..."Is my butt to big?" But, I no longer voice it out loud, because I've realized when you do no answer will ever satisfy. It's all up to me to stop asking the questions and know the answer- &lt;span style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68);"&gt;I am beautiful, because I Am...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-9174559826956781521?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/9174559826956781521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=9174559826956781521&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/9174559826956781521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/9174559826956781521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2009/05/beauty.html' title='Beauty'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NUVxuNcV-2g/SgNbDknnVsI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AamK8LVI9qM/s72-c/1020051_classical_dance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4485740134251383065.post-1494818335470319738</id><published>2009-05-06T17:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T21:30:16.846-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger Beginner</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Writing has always been an outlet for me. Since middle school I can remember taking out my journal before going to bed to write down what happened that day good or bad. Having a journal was a way to privately exercise out the demons within on paper, while knowing nobody would read about my inner struggles as I poured out my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cherish my journals and sometimes open them to read about happier and not so happy times. They serve as a testament of my childhood, teenage angst and emergence into adulthood. I think everyone should take the time to write down the good, the bad, and the funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging seems foreign to me even though I love to write. Who is this for? Me or the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess both and that is a little bit scary and exhilarating. I have decided to blog about my journey to become a published author and share some of my personal prose and poetry that I've already published online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging is a new journey and I am looking forward to seeing where it leads...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4485740134251383065-1494818335470319738?l=angelanichelle.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/feeds/1494818335470319738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4485740134251383065&amp;postID=1494818335470319738&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/1494818335470319738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4485740134251383065/posts/default/1494818335470319738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelanichelle.blogspot.com/2009/05/blogger-beginner.html' title='Blogger Beginner'/><author><name>Angela Nichelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316117577189900650</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0e4VuAS_X9A/TdVvVkNhC_I/AAAAAAAAATs/VdK85UsJAoY/s220/angela.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
